Rumours (Isaac Garcia x Reader)

~☆Chapter 6☆~

Megan.

   She was... how to I put this. She was polite to a certain extent, but I could tell that everything she said, she didn't mean, that she was actually a mean person underneath.

   But, there was one thing about her that did catch my eye.

   Her handwriting.

   It looked familiar to the poem, but I mean, look at her. She doesn't look the type to write a letter. She looks like the type to ask someone out over text or something like that.

   Not a cringey poem.

   And if she was the girl that had asked my brother out. What if he got with her. That means I'd have to see this fake ass girl around more.

   Megan raised her hand to answer yet another question. She's annoying good at Spanish. She keeps putting her hand up and drawing more attention to me from the teacher.

   The teachers are probably going to ask me a question, since I haven't answered even one.

   It's not my fault or anything, I'm just not good at spainsh.

   When the class finally finished and I was able to make myself look busy enough for the teacher not to call on me. Thank god.

   I gathered my stuff and started to put it into my bag, going to reach for another book, when Megan picked it up for me and started to flip through it.

   "Can I help you?" I said sarcastically, not really wanting to help her.

   "Yes, you can. Introduce me to that boy you were with." She said, it not being a question. But an order.

   "Pft. And why would I do that?" I asked, snaching the book back off her and shoving it into my bag.

   "Because you didn't make that good of a first impression, to me, or anyone else." She said with a smug, know it all tone.

   "What are you on. I have even really talked to anyone yet."

   "Exactly, you've been ignoring people and constantly throwing them dirty looks."

   "What the fuck."

   "I mean, I get it, you gave a resting butch face, but still. That's not very nice."

   "Oh, you wanna talk about bitchs." I said cooking a eyebrow, giving her a quick up and down glare.

   "Just introduce me to him, or else. I'll make everyone in this damn school hate you, people around here, they love me. Here, your just a little girl, a new girl. You mean nothing here, and I can make sure you never mean anything."

   She then gave me a smile, a fake, bitchy one. Then walking past me purposely bumping my shoulder as she walked off.

   "Oh and isaac. He'd never go for someone..." she paused for a second, then smirking, at add more insult. "Like you."

   I looked at her like she was stupid. I met Isaac yesterday. Yesterday. Why the fuck would i like him so quickly, I mean yeah. He's hot. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't.

   But that doesn't mean I like him. He's annoying, and constantly trying to get a rise out of me.

   Megan walked to the door and leaving the room, before glancing back over her shoulder at me, with a smug expression.

   I grabbed the last of my books shoving them into my bag, roughly grabbing my bag and throwing it over my shoulder.

   Through out the rest of my classes I was fuming, every little thing someone done with piss me off. Someone looking at me to long was making me wanna just snap at them.

   The bitch Megan really, really pisses me off. After she said all that about me, she then aspects me to introduce her to me brother.

   No. Fucking. Way.

   And me and Carl were waiting out side of the school for Veronica to come pick us up. She was a little late, probably dealing with Oli.

   I was sitting down on my bag, waiting for her to show up since I was done with school right now.

   Carl tapped me with his foot to get my attention. 'What's got you in such a mood.' He signed to me.

   "Nothing." I said simply, nor feeling lime I needed to add anymore.

   'You sure?' He asked through sign.

   "Yeah, I'm fine." I didn't really want to be all snappy with Carl, he was just trying to make sure I was okay. But that Megan girl really pissed me off.

   He didn't pish the matter anymore and just let it go. Which I was glad for.

   Veronica finally pulled up beeping the car to get out attention. I stood up walking over to the car, grabbing my bag and gapping into the back.

   Carl got I to the front, looking back at me raising a eyebrow at my sour facial expression.

   "I'm not even going to ask what's wrong with her." Veronica said with a sigh as she pulled out of the school car park.

   I looked out the window at all the small business and local shops, Veronica pulled into a back road, and drove up the road leading to out new house.

   I watched the trees pass us as we drove. I don't know how I'm feeling about all this. Not just Megan... or Dad, or Mam. But everything.

   How am I supposed to feel. Sad? Angry? Happy? Scared? I don't know, I guess... right now, I'm just confused.

   I'm confused about this new life I have to live. I'm confused on how things work arounf here. I'm confused on why Megan asks that way.

   This place it just confuses me too much.