New Kid

" there she was, so beautiful and free "

REWRITTEN

I connected my phone with the aux and played Change by NF, I love his songs, I know his songs are kinda depressing but who cares he is very talented. I pulled out of the parking lot and made my way to my favourite place, school. Sike.

The only reason that I didn't drop the school are my friends. I don't give a fuck about Science, History, Arts and all the other bullshit. I mean who the fuck needs that?

I get the feeling you think I'm a rude teenager who doesn't give a shit about anything, but no. I'm a depressed teenager who knows that life isn't as easy as it seems.

I drove my car to the parking lot in front of the school, took a deep breath, and the cold air hit me in my face as I got out of my car. I made my way to Denise who was waiting for me in front of the school. I saw her as she waved to me with a big smile on her face.

" Hey, what happened that you're so happy like the sun shines out of your ass or some shit " I hug her tight, the smell of lavender fills my nose.

"Well, good morning to you too. damn miss moody can you try to smile for me at least? "" She nudges my shoulder lightly.

" it is 6 am so, nope. i'm good here, you know , in my dark hole." I laughed as I opened the door.

She sighed "Stella, you need someone who makes you happy. " she said as she walked behind me.

" stop it. come on, you know our first class is with Mrs Johnson and she hates it when we are late. " I opened my locker to take out my history books.

" fine, but ... " she muttered, before someone interrupted her by shouting my name.

" Stella! " I hear him scream. I can't help but leave a smile on my lips as I see who it is.

" Mat! " I scream happily as I run to him and jump into his arms. Matthew is like my brother but in a better way. He cares so much about me. I met him 3 Years ago in a Dance School, we became partners and hung out every time after class. He helped me a lot and listened to me when i needed him. He understands me. He makes me happy.

" Hey, slow down i can't breathe " he laughs" Hey den ! " he says as I let go of him.

" i missed you, how was your night? Do you sleep well? " I wrapped my arms around his waist.

" wow, how come you never ask me but him ?" she looked over to Mat "Hey Mat, see you later I gotta go " she winked at him.

" because she knows your answer" he laughs "See you den" and smiles back "Hey, Stella do you think she likes me? "

" huh?" I furrow my eyebrows, loosening my grip around his waist.

" uh, nothing. Yeah, I slept well, how did you sleep Stella, how do you feel ? " he laid his arm around my shoulder and looked down at me.

I look down and play with my fingers "um like everytime, bad dreams but I'm fine " I smiled and looked up at him.

" you know we're all here for you okay ? " he hugs me tight. I nod . " let's go, Mrs Johnson is waiting" he let go of me and we walked along the floor to the classroom.

I sit down in my seat next to Den and sigh, "Here we go again."

" Okay everybody listen. today we have a new kid in our class. Billie, can you please come in front of the class? " Mrs Johnson said and took a seat behind her desk.

Everybody looked around but noticed that nobody in the whole class was new or looked like Billie. Billie ... is it a dude or? I don't care but the name is beautiful.

" looks like the Billie dude knows that this class is lame Mrs Johnson "I laugh and Den hits me on my shoulder. I raised my eyebrows " what ?! "

" I'm happy that you think it's .... " the teacher was interrupted by someone who pushed the door open.

" fuck sorry, I know I'm late Mrs Johnson but the fucking traffic you know ? " a girl with grey long hair, baggy clothes , and a lot of chains and rings says.

" looks like that Billie dude is not a dude" Den whispers to me with a snort. " shut up "I laugh and turn my gaze to Billie.

" fine, you are Billie Eilish right? " Mrs Johnson says behind her desk.

"It's O'Connell, not Eilish, but yes ma'am," Billie said with a twitch in her eyebrow.

"All alright, so maybe you can tell the class who you are and where you are from so that they can get to know you better " Mrs Johnson stood up from behind her desk and stepped next to Billie.

" yo I'm Billie as you know and I was born here in LA and living here as you can see, I know nobody cares but I have to do what the teacher says" she laughed as she glanced around the class, catching my gaze and putting on a smile.

Let me say those beautiful ocean eyes could burn right into my soul. " fuck she is beautiful " I mumble. Den glared at me "Shhh "

" Estella and Denise, do you want to say what you have to say out loud in front of the class? " Mrs. Johnson says, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Well, I wanna say this class sucks " I blurted out. I look at Billie who was standing in front of the class with her hands in the pockets of her baggy pants, giggling.

" alright you can go to the principal and explain to her why this class sucks, and Mrs O'connell please take a seat " Mrs Johnson went back to her seat.

" I'm not going to the principal" I snapped at her. putting my feet on top of the table, and crossing my arms.

" I don't care if you want to or not, get out " she says angrily, pointing at the door.

"meh nope, I don't leave, I don't care " I grin to provoke her even more.

"GET OUT! NOW!" she screams and bangs her hand on the table, making me flinch in my seat.

"All alright " I took my feet off the table, pushed back my chair and went to the door, I could feel Billie's gaze following me. Weird. "Bye bitches" I mutter and slam the door shut. " angry ass bitch" I mumble to myself.

authors note: I try to update every day if I can :)