It All Started With A Locker (Available on Dreame)

Chapter 3

Hunter POV

"Hunter you'll be late for school, get up", grandma calls from the kitchen.

"I don't like school grandma, its a waste of time", I complain.

"It; s not a waste of time, you can get a great job with it and also be more successful than-"

"Don't say it, I'll be ready in ten minutes", I say and got off my bed.

Another semester of school just great. I am tired, I barely got any sleep last night.

I brush my teeth and take a nice cold shower hopefully that keeps me awake till I can sleep in detention or something today.

I put on a leather jeans, black shoes, black T shirt and my new leather jacket. I comb back my light brown hair and put my black shades on my head before swinging my bag over my shoulder.

"You look so handsome why don't you have a girlfriend yet", grandma jokes.

I would have one if they aren't afraid of me.

I laugh and kiss her cheek before taking a waffle and leave.

"Remember to be home by 11, I hate to be worry when its a school night", she reminds me.

"I will and don't worry I'll try to get the money soon", I assure her.

"Just be careful and don't land in jail on the first night"

"No promises but I'll try."

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I arrive at school on my motorbike then take off my helmet.

A few people watch me, then turn back to their conversations because of my dead glare I shoot at them. Why people are even afraid of me?? Sure I ride a motorbike, is in a gang, has a bad reputation with law and slight anger issues but I'm cool.

Stupid stereotype, people think my mother is dead and my father is in jail that's why I'm in a gang and always like the jail cell. 

"move out of my way", I demand as I enter the school and people part the way.

"I thought he was expelled last semester."

"I heard he threatened the principal."

"I heard he sold drugs."

I clench my jaws as I walk pass the gossiping part of the school.

Hate those people.

  "Hunter Mc Coy glad to see you on time, here's your new locker combination and also you have to share it someone", the secretary says as she hands me the paper. We became friends after she been seeing me here almost everyday since beginning of freshman year.

The first bell rings and I walk into the corridor.

I stop where I see a girl opening my locker, she had honey blonde hair and out of style clothing.

I fold my fist.

"what the hell you're doing here?", I demand at her.

She stops and turn around, that's when I see her emerald eyes widen with fear.

"um...."

"this is my locker, now scam", I hiss. I didn't mean to sound so harsh, but I can't deal with her other friends being crowding around here.

"but this is my locker as well", she mumbles.

"look here nerd I am in a good mood this morning, so go before I make your life a living hell", I threaten hopefully that'll scare her off. Everything went quiet.