If we met- Qfeast Club

Let's get there.

~Anna's POV:~
I sighed, stepping onto the hard concrete of the school. Typical middle school, I guess. Exept it's new. I know nobody.

And that just makes me a victim to more hatred.

I turned off my music, took my headphones off, and went in.

Looking around, I headed to class. Early. It was Math, a subject I sometimes love or hate.

I sat down where the seating chart had stated. Sighing, I looked onto Qfeast.

~Qfeast~

Rebel_Assasin's wall:

Rebel_Assasin: Welp, here in my new school. Looks like math first.

Soulfure commented: Well, heard there was a new kid where I was.

Rebel_Assasin: @Soulfure Hah, what a coincidence.
Hold up, class is about to start.

~Anna's POV:~

I turned my phone off and got my stuff out. I looked around. Nobody was on my left, but a Philippino kid was. He had black hair, yellow tinge in there. He had a wide smirk on his face, tapping his pencil. I looked back at the teacher, sighing.

He was saying stuff I knew allready.

I put my earbuds in and started listening to music, tapping my pencil on my leg.

A paper landed on my desk. I looked at it, and took my earbuds out. "... work with a partner. The one sitting next to you, specifically." He had said in a monotone voice. I sighed. The kid next to me rolled his eyes. "I have to work with the new kid. She probably is a steryotypical nerd." He sighed.

"Trezel! Behave!" The teacher snapped, contenuing to type on his computer. I rolled my eyes, as well as Trezel.

"So. You're the new kid?" He asked. I nodded. "Y-yeah." I stuttered.

To hell with me freezing up.

"Alright. So, let's get this over with." He shrugged.

"Aka 'here do all the work while I sit here and listen to Five Finger Death Punch'?" I snarled as he was about to toss the paper on my desk. He stopped. "Actually yeah. But seeing how you noticed I like them, I may not." He responded. "I grew up on that type of music, what do you expect?" I snarled.

Little did he know I was nearly done allready with my paper.

"Jesus, calm down." He reacted with a joking tone.

I set my pencil down, leaned back, and put my earbuds in. "I am calm, actually. I just fake everything." I responded, turning it on. "So, you're a sociopath?" He asked. His voice was now monotone. "No, dipshit." I responded

~Qfeast:~

Rebel_Assasin's wall:

Rebel_Assasin: So, I found Soulfure's clone. Exept he's more of an ass.

~Anna's POV:~

I got drawing on my phone, and couldn't help but glare at Trezel. He was looking at me with eyes pleading for help.

I sighed, set my phone down, and paused my music. "What?" I asked. "Help. Now." He replied.

After a bit and finished helping, the bell rang.