Lost but Found

Chapter 22.

Why can't you all fucking mind your business?
Put that finger down?
Stop looking at my legs as if you wanna eat them raw!
Stop glaring at me, what the fuck did I do to you?
Stop whispering about me, I can hear it all from here!
And hey you, yes you, the blonde over there, stop drooling!.

That was all the thought running through my head.
Why can't people just look and continue what they were doing, but of course not, they have to stare, glare, and point fingers at me.

It's getting kinda annoying.

"What can I help you with?" A beautiful brunette said with an award winner smile.

"Good morning Miss Melody, I need the schedule for my friend over here. She's new" Aiden said

"Oh, a newbie. And also amazingly beautiful. Hi, nice to meet you, my name's Melody, but you can call me Mel and you are?" She said in a melodious voice.

"Umm, my name is Annabelle"

"Annabelle Greene, I'm guessing?"

"Yes, that's me"

"Here's your schedule" she said handling it to me.
I smiled when I saw I had English language first.
It's my best subject.

"Thanks"

"Anytime dear, and you can always come to me for help" she said.

"Ok" I said with a wave before me and Aiden walked away. Well, until we got stopped by a group of boys I had completely forgotten about.

"What do you have to say for yourself"

"We were worried sick about you"

"I thought you've been kidnapped or something until I realised that this idiot was missing too, so I thought as much that you two would be together"

"I thought you went to the gang house, broke through the unbreakable lock I installed for the stack of cupcakes that Jay made especially for me, and stole it, filling your Whaley stomach with it" Dec said shoving a knife close to my face with each word he Said

"Why the knife?"

"For dramatic effect" he said in a 'duh' tone

"Come on guys, I'm right here, I haven't been kidnapped, and I definitely haven't stolen any cupcakes…yet" I said

"What do you mean 'yet' " Dec asked

"Yet, means yet." I said smirking evilly and rubbing my hand for dramatic effects

"Don't you dare think about it" Dec said in a warning tone, inching the knife closer to my face

"Think about what?" I asked feigning innocence

"Oh, you know what I'm talking about" by now, the knife was already touching my face.
And I realized something

"Is this plastic" I gestured toward the knife that was touching my nose.

"Of, course. Why would I bring a real knife to school, not like I'm having one right now" he said

I knew very well, that all of them were carrying one dangerous weapon or the other, but I decided to drop it.

"But it looks so real"

" I know, I made it when I was 10 years old.
I used it to scare people and demand whatever I want and that includes food, well that was before it was reported to the school authorities and was practically seized from Me. I went back to the school at night and took it back" Dec said

"Interesting story" I said flatly.

"Well, as long as I would like to stay here and listen to your boring story, we've got a class to get to" Jay said something for the first time that morning