THE TOWN OF SPRINGFIELD

Mabel

Mabel POV

I first heard his deep baritone voice mocking the new boy I just transferred in with. His loud laugh that silenced everyone in the classroom was nerve-wrecking , actually it was the only voice I heard in the room. The poor boy just walked into a slaughterhouse, I wondered what I would be mocked about. I waited till the boy sat down before I decided to knock on the door

When I saw him, I had to admit I was very surprised. I automatically knew he was the comedian in this classroom since the others were, you know, nerdy. He was certainly handsome, more comely than half the girls I met in my lifetime and all the boys I had seen. He had short curly black hair, strong intense green eyes, like the hue of new spring growth. He had the perfect jawline and a witty smile that lingered playfully on his lips. Did I mention that he had the body of a male model?

He wasn’t normal, that much I derived from the short eye contact we shared. He was basically very far from normal. I didn’t know who or what he was but I was as sure as death that he was not wholly human. He engaged me in an eye battle for a couple of seconds before I decided to call it quits.

He currently had his legs on top of his desk in a bossy way, like he had everything under his control. He assessed me just as I did him. His piercing gaze that was on me from the moment I entered the room to the moment I sat beside him made me want to put my face inside a locker. Even as the teacher continued teaching, I could still feel his eyes on me, but I couldn’t look lest I gave him a reason to taunt me. I was direly hoping that the class ended soon because I couldn’t endure another minute being in his overwhelming presence, it was already hard enough that he was paying that much attention to me.

I was just pretending to pay attention to the board when I felt something hit the side of my head. It was a piece of paper too large to be a note so I didn’t bother opening it up. The hot guy whose name was Ethan was smirking at me playfully.

“What’s up Hailey” he said casually twirling his pen between his fingers

“My name’s Mabel” I corrected “you don’t see me with a bat, do you?”

He shrugged as his seductive gaze travelled to my thighs, I have never felt more naked and exposed in my life. I wonder the reason that made me wear these shorts today. I would have worn long jeans if I knew a person’s gaze would be so undressing.

The bell signifying the end of the class rung reprovingly. He jerked up from his seat like he had just been stung by something, I now got the full view of his picture-perfect athletic body.

“The teacher left an assignment” he started “I’ll expect to copy yours today evening before home, Hailey”

“wh…” he left me gaping largely at his back. Why would I do his assignment? The audacity. Did he take me for one of his pathetic die-hard admirers? Didn’t he realize that I was new at his school?

“ Asshole” I cursed under my breathe and proceeded to pack my books.

My eyes casually turned to look at Evans who was slightly shivering on his seat. Even after every one had left the classroom, he still remained still whilst staring at his book. He never lifted his head to look up even for a moment. Since we had transferred in together, not from the same school, we had the same school timetable. In about ten minutes, we had to be in another class.

“ Are you okay?” I decided to approach him and ask

Evans quickly looked up a bit surprised then balanced his heavy glasses above his nose. He assessed me for a quick second before he turned his gaze back at his book.

“ We have another class in ten minutes, you don’t wanna be late again” I added

“ I… I will just finish the assignment first then I’ll leave”

He was lying, Evans had already completed the assignment yet he had been in the class for less than ten minutes, very impressive. He was very smart.

“ I’ll walk you to the next class” I offered then closed his book

I could almost hear him heave a sigh of relief as he stood up.

“ You should probably carry less books to class, we have lockers you know, to hold that many books” I said as we walked out of the classroom.

On the hallway, students littered every space. Some ate each other’s faces in a vigorous kissing mode, some hugged, some were on headphones, the nerds were reading books on the floor or with their faces inside their lockers, others were in groups laughing and chatting. We didn’t fail to attract their gazes though, we were like a magnet to them. Two new kids in town would never fail to attract the attention of the whole school.

I spotted Ethan and his band of jocks by the stairs. They were laughing hard while passing a kid’s book around their circle, the poor kid struggled to snatch his book from the hands of the athletic kids. Aiden, Jameson, Wyatt, Jake, Greyson and Miles. All of them were privileged kids in the school and also the basketball stars. I could basically get all of their info by looking at them. I was very relieved they didn’t catch sight of us as we passed by. I couldn’t help but recall that he ordered me to do an assignment for him, I felt both mad and unwilling. Evans quickened his pace immediately he saw them.

In every high school, apart from the school jocks, there always existed the classy girls type to match the status. I always hated the cheerleading likes, they were so petty or deranged as my grandmother liked to refer to them. I wasn’t surprised when I saw the plastic girls seated by a certain bench, pink nails put up high up in the air , admiring every inch of their fake selves.

“ Alexis, you slut. Where did you get this jackeeee?” the one who was supposed to be Casey asked the girl who sat like their leader in a weird voice

“ What do you mean?”

“ Where did you gerrit?” Casey purred

“ I already told you, I got it in the Balenciaga outlet” Alexis snapped

“ But is that real though?” another girl asked, Brittany

“ Of course it’s real, I don’t do fake”

“ No, but for real though, is it real though?” Emily joined

“Yaaas, I just got it yesterday, now stop bothering me” Alexis said

“ I just have to see it up close”

“ What are you doing? Like seriously, way to go Jenny, now you destroyed my hair with your creepy-looking nails” Alexis shrieked

“ Why does it say made in China?” Jennifer or Jenny frowned

“ Duh, it’s where balenciagas are made” Alexis rolled her eyes

“ No it’s not….What is that new b***h doing staring at us like that?” Jaylen asked whilst pointing at me

“ Walk away, peasant” Casey chimed while waving her arm

I couldn’t help but chuckle as I walked away, I was always so fascinated by their fake behavior, it always got me every time. They put their noses in a scrunched way when we passed, as if they couldn’t withstand breathing the same air as us. Such the thespians.