Chapter 1- Returning
Everyone stopped and starred as the high schools bad boy; Antonio Rodriquez, came through the doors of the school cafeteria after being imprisoned for three years. Wearing his usual, blue stained ripped jeans and a tight black shirt that hugged his body, making his big muscular build seem even more noticeable. His black hair was cut shoulder length, when he got arrested it was way past his back. He grew out bangs, or just had his hair covering his eye, his head was held up high with pride; like he loved being the bad boy. But instead of a happy look, his face seemed to be like he was thinking about something.
"Isn't he hot?" the new freshmen girls from across the cafeteria said quite loudly, and they giggled. Antonito always made an entrance where everybody noticed him at school. The empty table way far in the corner dark area of the cafeteria is where he always sat; alone. I felt sad for him; his way of life…It couldn't have been easy. His dad is a drunkard or so everyone has been saying, his mom left when he was only three, and he has no siblings. I have heard he hangs out with a gang though. But the world is clueless as to what they do since no problems have been reported about the gang; only Antonio. It was hard for me to look away from him since I have a curious fascination with the way he acts; I want to know more about him…too bad he doesn't like a soul in this school though.
The bell rang and ruined my thinking process. Everyone rose up quickly from their seats to make it to class on time; but not him. He stayed there, didn't even move an inch almost as if he was ignoring the bell to go. I got up as I looked at him once more, he saw me. The look he gave me I'm not sure if it was a glare at me, or just a look he gave out due to what he might have been thinking about. I quickly looked away; I could feel my heart pounding inside my chest, and my cheeks became warm, I was blushing I could feel it. Ugh, so embarrassing. I walked as fast as I could out of the cafeteria; not even bothering to look back to see if he was following me for I was far too embarrassed to be even seen by him again. The final bell to get to class had rang; I was late I wasn't about to walk late into a class so I just hid inside the bathroom for awhile.