My Spiderman

I walked out of my second period class, Mr. Fillum's room and headed down the hall towards the classroom for study hall. It's Monday once again, so I was really slow getting there. I passed by all the crazy and hormonal teenagers, keeping my head down. When I not with my friends, I tend to be shy around people to where I don't even want to look at 'em. When I get to the room, I spot X already in a seat in the very back. Oh yeah, I forgot he had study hall this period. I shuffled around my peers to get over to him. I sit donw in front of him and turn around. I wave, a friendly gesture.

"So, how did you like your first periods?" I asked, just simply trying to start a conversation.

He rests his head on the palm of his hand and looks up to the ceiling. His lips twist and he makes this 'hmm' noise.

"They were alright, I guess. The Geometry teacher is kind of a bitch, but my biology teacher is really chill." He finally answers.

"Yeah, I know. I have her first period." I looked down at the floor. What now???. . .

"So, um. . .what all are we aloud to do in study hall?" His eyes were filled with curiousity.

"Um, school work, you can go to the library, read, sleep, and he'll sometimes let you listen to your ipods. . . Mostly, you just can't talk, and disturb the class."

"Hmm."

Mr. Dill walked in and sat down at the teacher's desk.

"Alright, quiet down. Now." He shouts. I turn around and laid my head down. Yay, 50 minutes of sleep here I come.

So apparently I didn't hear the bell ring at the end of class, which should have woken me, and I woke up to X poking my shoulder.

I sat up with a jolt and looked around. The class room was empty except for the two of us.

"Finally," He laughs. "Come on, we got two minutes before the late bell rings for our next class."

I quickly stand up and grab my backpack and headed to the door beside X.

We said 'see ya later' and headed different ways. Great, that nap didn't last long. Now I'm gonna' be tired all through Biology. Hmm, maybe I can sleep in there too, the teacher won't mind.

****Later on in Computers class****

"So, like we just do it on amything that deals with health." Chase shouts from his seat to Mrs. Kyle, who was on the other side of the room helping out another student. . . Chase. . . That kid, I swear, always acting obnoxious and has no patience for anyone or anything.

The teacher looks our way, with this annoyed looked.

"Yes, has to be health related. Like, excerising, eating right, anything."

"Thanks, Mr. Kay."

"My name is not Mrs. Kay. It is Mrs. Kyle and if you don't start raising your hand and calling me by the right named, I will have to write you up."

"Sorry."

She turns around and Chase makes the funny face at her back, which caused me and X to laughing. The teacher let X sit beside me, since I was basically the only one he really knew at this school so far. Chase sat on my left and X was on my right.

"I'm gonna' do my power point on sleep and how many hours humans need of it and was happens when you don't get enough." X states. That's actually a good idea.

"That's a great idea." Chase and I both say. We looked at each other with funny looks and laugh.

"I'm doing mine on how some people can get permanant bumps and breakouts from using a lot of make up. And how we should encourge people to go with a natrural look, no make up in other words." I inform them.

"That seriously happens?" X asked.

"Uh, yeah. There is this girl in a grade above us and she has to wear make up everyday to hide all the blimishes and marks that came from previous pimples and such. It's really nasty looking too. She was in my p.e. class last year and she would have to re-apply 'caause it would sweat off."

"Eh. . " X shudders.

"Well, I'm gonna do mine on drinking lot's of water and less caffeine drinks." Chase speaks up.

"Wait, your actually going to do the assignment?" I asked, shocked. Chase is kind of a slacker, so I didn't expect him to even come up with a topic.

"Yep! I'm doing it 'cause we actually get to choose what we want to do for it."

"That honestly shocked me a bit." I admit.

He chuckles.

The bell rings and everyone heads for the door. Wow, time went by quick in there.

Cyea, later guys!" Chase waves and heads down the hall. I look up to X's face and he meets my eyes too and smiles.

"Ready for English?" He asked.

"Yeah." I tunred around and headed down the hall towards our next class.

So in English, X sat infront of me and we took notes on poetry devices. Greatly boring I must say. I hate English. So natrurally the class went by slow because that's just how it went. If you like a class, it goes by fast. If you hate a class, it takes a fucking decade for it to be over with. When the bell finally rang, I headed for the door and went to my locker. I was putting my English book in, when I heard a crashing noise close by. A few yards away were three guys with football jackets were standing in front of X and his English book was on the ground.

"Wassup, newbie?" The taller one says. X doesn't say anything and picks up his book. The guy beside the taller one elbows him a little.

"Hey, this guy seems to be dressed a little too well to be straight."

The taller guy tilts his head. "Are you a faggot, newbie?" I could barely hear him. X had this kind of worried looks on his face. What am I doing? Why am I standing here, I need to go help him.

I shut my locker really loud and taller guy's head turns around. I walked up and in between two of them. I grabbed X's hand and pulled him away. He, thankfully, followed me as we walked away from the bullies.

"Next time, newbie!" One shouts.

When we were in the technology section, which was where the entrance was, we slowed down.

"Sorry about that. People always pick on the new kids for about a week. Oh, and don't let them get to you.They're not worth worrying about." I say to X and look up to see him looking down at the floor.

"Something wrong?" I asked.

He shakes his haead. "Nah, I'm good. I just thought that this place would be cool."

"Well, no matter where you go, there's always gonna be people that suck there."

"Hmm. . . I see."

We headed out to the sidewalk that lead us off campus and headed to our houses.