...A V E R Y...
"Good morning, I'm Desmond Moonlight, a transfer student from St.Terrence High," he spoke. I could feel his intense gaze on me but I kept my head down not interested anymore, cause I'm a fatty, no one will ever like me.
"Thank you for the introduction Mr. Moonlight, I hope you have a productive semester," she said while giving him a warm smile.
I began drawing in my notebook, something I often did when I'm nervous.
"Please take a seat beside Avery, Moonlight."
What.
Just.
Happen?
I froze at what Mrs. Gordon said. No one sits beside me, I'm hideous and fat. I wonder if he will make fun of me like the others.
"Avery please raise your hand," Mrs. Gordon said sternly before turning her back to begin today's lesson.
He walked over in my direction before taking a seat. I tried making myself as small as possible and kept my head down. The girls were trying to flirt with him while the boys seem envious.
"Are you new here as well?" He suddenly asked.
I was oblivious to the fact that he was talking to me. No one talks to me. Unless I had to do their assignments. I was invisible.
"Avery?" He questioned for the second time.
I snapped out of my thoughts realizing that he was, indeed, talking to me without any sassy or rude comments.
"No, I'm not new here," I said in a neutral tone hoping he will find me not worth the time and effort.
"That's weird because I haven't seen you with any friends and as far as I see everyone in this class has someone to talk to," he said matter-of-fact.
I ignored him, as I paid attention to the lesson Mrs.Gordon is teaching.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Paper came raining down on me like snow. Great! Aaron started to throw paper at me profoundly.
As usual, I tried not to let him ruin my concentration.
"We have an assignment to do, due in a month, you will be able to pick your partner, and please hand me the list at the end of the class."
Mrs. Gordon turned her back for a quick second when another paper came hitting me. It fell onto my lap and in a big red mark made by a sharpie it read:
Open Me
I open the paper and in a small black ink it wrote:
Dear Avery, no I mean pig, you are so disgusting, wait until the new guy finds out who you are, no wonder no one wants to be your friend, you're a waste of space.
P.S- you're crushing the poor guy.
I crushed the paper up before stuffing it into my pocket. Tears in my eyes threatened to spill.
"Hey, what was that note about Ave."
Ave?!
No one has ever given me a nickname well ever since my parent gave me up. Is this some kind of pathetic joke?
"One, it's none of your business. Two don't call me Ave," I hissed.
He sat quietly for a little time probably confused as to why I responded to him harshly.
"I'm not stupid, your voice is hoarse probably a minute away from crying and you didn't reply to the note," he continued to speak," Let me see the note then."
To say that I was impressed and confused would've been an understatement. How the hell did he know all that?
"No, I'm fine, it's none of your business," he gripped my arm.
"Give me the paper Avery," I looked up at him, and his piercing blue eyes met mine. I slowly went into my pocket, handing him the note.
His grip loosens and opened the now crushed paper reading the note.
"Who wrote this to you, is it the jock guy, behind us?" He questioned. I nodded my head curtly. He folded the paper and put it in his pocket without uttering a single word.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The signal of the Math class ending. I knew I would more likely work on the project by myself, obviously, from the note, Desmond saw or the girls already added him to the list.
As I was getting out of the class, Mrs. Gordon announced, "Avery, you and Desmond will be working together on the project, here is the outline. Good luck!"
Desmond gave me a small smile as I hurriedly went to my other class finding ways to ditch him from doing the project or better yet do it myself.
Chemistry class was over quicker than I thought, we did a practice test and I knew I nailed it.
I was successful so far in staying in my little world when all that shattered as soon as I entered the cafeteria.
Eyes diverted in my direction alongside whispers. I mentally blocked out everyone and went to get my lunch when my dear sister said," An apple a day, will make that weight go away." Laughter echoed throughout the cafeteria as my eyes scanned the room, everyone was laughing except Desmond.
That's weird. I said to myself, the table where he was sitting is available for another person so I sat with him.
"Is that how they treat you here," he asked curiously.
I swallowed my food, "Yeah, I guess."
He stopped eating and slammed his fist on the table," So you don't try to stand up for yourself Avery, that's bullying right there."
Eyes started to look our way probably to see what would happen next.
"Keep your voice down, will you?!" I whispered.
Aaron and his pals came in, "Is the fatty patty annoying you, new guy?"
Desmond's jaw clenched, seeming to be pissed off about the situation.
"You're the one annoying me, not her," he replied.
If you could drop a pin in the room you could hear it fall, the tension between the two guys was thick.
"What did you just say to me, dude?" Aaron questioned walking up to Desmond who was still seated not fazed by the shorter guy.
Desmond got up practically looming over Aaron, his adam apple bobbing.
"Hey man, I don't want any trouble but you have to admit that fat bitch is hideous."
Desmond lost his temper and punched Aaron right in the face. I gasped at the sight before me, shaking intensely trying to process everything that was happening.
Summer was screaming for her boyfriend, Desmond throwing punch after punch, Students took out phones laughing and talking it was a disaster.
I screamed for Desmond to stop, trying to pull him away from Aaron which I successfully did. His breathing was heavy, and sweat ran down his face, as I pulled his arm away from him.
"Avery, Aaron, Desmond make your way into my office now, and you three have detention," boomed the voice of the Head Mistress.
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