Guity until proven innocent by Cama seeney, Monique x (howl and other poems .TXT) 📖

half-heartedly as I put my headphones back in. I gathered all the notes and tore them up looking at Scott with pure anger. I left the note pieces on his desk as I made my way out of the room. Mr Lindell shot me an annoyed look as I left his class room.

 

I shifted my books in my arms preparing to trade them for my next bunch in my locker. As I shuffled all nine billion of my books two arms cheekily wound themselves on to either side of my locker. ‘Well hello Rose.’ The voice half shouted into my ear phoned ear. I took one out and turned around annoyed, I hated being interrupted. ‘Yes?’ I asked my one and only friend. ‘Don’t yes Rose, spill already.’ He ordered. I sighed and rolled my eyes. ‘You already know or you’re deaf.’ I retorted, I slammed my locker closed and tried to put my earphone back in but he caught my hand before I could. ‘Did he do anything to you because I will kill him.’ He offered with a crooked smile. ‘Jase don’t be an idiot, you know I already have it covered.’ I replied winking at him, he chuckled and put his arm around me as we walked passed Liam who was laughing like a normal teenager, with his popular friends.

 

I looked at Jase with his tousled brown hair and the electric blue lip piercing on the left, he wore well fitting – hole riddled blue jeans with random band logos sown on them, and he wore a black sleeveless with a dark purple paten colouring it, showing his tattooed arms hardly any skin was left un-tattooed. He took out a packet of cigarettes as we walked outside and towards a random tree in the ‘playground’ and I stole one before he could protest. He chuckled and lit it up for me, and laughed harder as I choked. ‘You inhale after the smoke goes in, you don’t swallow it you stoner!’ He called out laughing at me.

 

I stuck out my tong and did as he said, I breathed in the cigarette and then breathed in again. This time I didn’t cough but felt a little dizzy. I shrugged it off and leant against the tree. ‘Your mum would hate me if she knew I just let you steal a fag off of me.’ He said as he smiled down at me. ‘She hates you anyway!’ I called back laughing as he tried to pout. ‘Oh yhea, well I’m fabulous. Fuck her.’

 

He retorted taking another deep drag of his ‘fag’. I watched as the smoke slowly left his lips and rose above his head slowly. ‘Fabulous fucking fairy.’ I muttered back laughing at him. ‘That’s the nicotine hitting your system right about now. Expect sighs of a drowsy patient, maybe dizzy or faint. Greening may be involved.’ He muttered in his I’m totally a real doctor voice. ‘Greening? No way I’m not gonna puke from smoking!’ I argued blowing my next inhale into his face. ‘In some countries, when a lady blows smoke in a beautiful man’s face it means she want to get it on with him.’ He told me raising a single eyebrow. ‘In most countries I could get you arrested for harassment.’ I told him feeling more relaxed now, it may have been my first cigarette but it felt good, like I was breaking the rules.

 

Scott must have over heard me because he walked directly up to me and asked ‘Is he annoying you Rosie?’ I looked at him in utter disbelief. How dare he. ‘What’s bothering me is your traitorous pathetic lying ass.’ I told him monotone taking another drag. Jase looked down at me and grinned as he took a dangerous step towards Scott. ‘Remove your pathetic ass before I beat it.’ Jase told him, he had never looked so angry to me before. Jase had never, ever said a bad word about me. Never yelled at me or was rude – but saying that I’d never seen him look so angry. Not even when I’d ruined his favourite comforter; of course I had bought him a bright pink one to say sorry. It still led on his chair, never being used by anyone but me.

 

I took a step forward too, grabbing Jases hand – His shook with barely contained anger. ‘Liam remove your gay ass before Jase knocks you the hell out.’ I whispered, but of course he heard me. ‘Man he’s a pretentious prick. Not even that queen of a brother of mine is all that bad!’ He muttered to himself, he truly did love his little brother and spent teasing him about his love of dance and ‘jazz hands’ but he had nothing wrong with gays.

 

No, he just hated liars. ‘Hey, you okay?’ I asked him pulling on his hand gently. ‘Shouldn’t I be asking you that? Miss I have the hawtest guy in school turning tail and running.’ He told me squeezing my hand reassuringly. ‘But I thought you were the hottest guy in school.’ I told him giggling at his repulsed expression. ‘Does my hair look remotely groomed to you? No the last time I brushed it was when… erm… well it’s not been touched in a while.’ He spoke like he couldn’t see me anymore, I’m pretty sure he was trying to think of the last time he’d brushed it. With his naturally curly hair he just threw some water over it and tousled it and was good to go.

 

As the bell rang we headed back to classes people started their glares again ‘Slut’ One girl yelled at me, pointing out mine and Jases clasped hands. So many people laughed, the sound of insults and laughter surrounded me. I tried to free them but he didn’t let me. ‘Why thank you, I’ve worked hard for my reputation Rebecca.’ He called her out, tugging me towards our next class Math. Maths was a class I have always looked forwards to, it was the only one I shared with Jase.

 

The first day he had come to our school, he walked into our class late with a lazy grin and a bruised patch on his chin. His knuckled were also covered in bruises and scratches. He walked up to me and said ‘You look like a delightful Nerd.’ I looked right up into his smiling face and laughed. ‘Appearances are shocking, especially when I suck at math.’ I replied moving my bag from the spare seat. ‘Oh no, miss can I change – I called out the wrong Geek!’ He mock whispered already half standing at her glare he sat down grinning at me. That night he came around to my house – like we had said we both suck at math – to try and work on the homework. Over time we still suck. My mother came home and stopped dead, we were sat around the kitchen table drinking coffee and throwing answer sheets at one another.

 

‘Stop drooling over me, you know how leather shrinks.’ Jase called out, pulling me out of my inner most deep thoughts. ‘You’re not wearing any?’ I replied a little confused. ‘Oh yea, you can continue then.’ He looked back at his test biting his pen, he was obviously stuck. I looked over and shot him wide eyes, I shrugged and he laughed.

 

An hour and a half later of silence filled with pens scratching my nerves had oddly settled, which was weird maths drove me insane. I jumped up from my seat when the bell rang oddly feeling the urge to skip to my next class. I grabbed my bag and put away my things humming. The past is behind me,

I’ve done what I’ve done – deal with it! I can’t go back, I can’t face that.

 

I sung under my breath wanting to jump up and down in glee. My happiness was catchy apparently because Jase looked up at me and laughed. ‘Hey, I’m going out tonight with some friends. You should come, a band I know is playing at the Nights Eagle.’ He told me grinning like a maniac, he loved rock music – lived and breathed it. ‘Mm I’ll think about it.’ I told him unsure, I didn’t want to upset my parents further.

Chapter five

The day's regretful end

 

My next class was Health and social care – An actual piece of well piss. The music wasn’t as loud anymore, I didn’t feel like ripping my text book apart. I didn’t feel like crying or screaming I felt okay. Which was weird considering every once in a while someone would call something out to me, I had even heard Jases and Liam’s Argument went viral. Everyone thought they were fight over me, which was funny Jase was my closest friend and Liam was into dudes. Which was fine, I was fine with that I had only ever loved him as a friend but to not stick up for me just so he could earn his cool seat back was sickening. My blood felt afire even thinking about it, my head went blank and I saw red but I didn’t have to deal with that. I just had to keep my head down.

 

‘Rosaline LISTEN TO ME’ Mrs Mills screeched at me in the middle of a lecture. ‘You have been rude and inappropriate all day and I’ve had enough of it. So has everyone else. Now remove those headphones before I confiscate them.’ She shouted at me angrily. ‘Why are you picking on me? I am clearly the only student to finish every piece of course work, and as I told you last week I am not comfortable with you lending out my work as a ‘template’ its plagiarism. And if you insist this I will have to report you!’

 

I shouted back, ugh I’d had enough with this class. I’d finished ALL my coursework weeks ago I should have left ages ago. I stood up and threw my work on the desk ‘Cuse me but I have better places to be, I don’t need to be wasting my time here when I could be working something I need help with.’ I left without waiting for her reply. I walked into the corridor unsure as to what to do, I had never been out of class whilst it was still running before.

 

Jase stood outside of his looking bored. ‘I was wondering how long you’d last in there.’ He called across the hall, he walked across the hallway like he owned it. Not even the hall monitors wanted to try and stop him. ‘Shut up, I bet you were in ICT for like ten minutes!’ I half shouted back laughing. ‘It was seven actually.’ He replied hoking his arm through mine and leading me to the library, he often said he bunked off there – the teachers didn’t mind he actually did most of his work there. ‘Wow, that’s a new record for you – whatta you do this time?’ I asked already feeling a little better.

 

‘Awh you know I can’t tell you my secrets.’ He said rubbing my head. I rolled my eyes and took a seat in one of the stiff chairs in the back corner. We sat there for the