Yes Sir! (Slow Updates & Edits)

Chapter 2

The drive to school was OK. The radio was on and every now and then we would sing along and talk about what was happening later. "I'm going to be working late so I need you to get home fast to meet Mrs Tom and do dinner." My mum said in an apologetic voice. She hated it when she had to just dump babysitting on me. I know she didn't mean to do it, but her boss was really strict. I didn't mind though. She is only working so we can have nice things after all. Mrs Tom is a neighbour of ours.She helps us by picking up Becky from school when my mum can't.

"Yeah, it's fine."I replied. "Sophie will probably come after school anyway, so it isn't that bad." Sophie is one of my best friends. I have lots of best friends because I hate that you have to just choose one person when your close to so many. "OK. Just make sure you don't mess your room up, because you're the one who will be cleaning it up." she said. "I know." I said in a bored tone. Just as she was going to start a lecture of how she is sick of cleaning my room when it's my responsibility, we pulled up to the school.

"Bye bye." Becky called as I was getting out of the car. "Bye." I replied to her,but also meant for my mum as well. Just as she drove off, my friends:Sophie, Emily, Danni, Ellen and Kayleigh walked up to me. "Hey."they all said, not far from being in time with each other. "Hey."I replied to them all. "We have English first." Danni said grabbing my hands and swinging them with excitement.

Not because she is a geek and can't wait to scoop up knowledge. No, we have a really hot English assistant. He comes in our lesson to help us out. I had to admit he was hot. Really hot, but not even I got exited as Danni. "You guys are so lucky." Sophie chipped in. The others all nodded their head in agreement. "You get Mr Williams every lesson for English and we don't get him once." Sophie continued with a pout on her face.

"Well if you were as thick as us, then you would need a hot English assistant to help you out too." I told them, trying to make them stop moaning.They did this all the time that now I have to try to nip it in the bud before it can escalate into whom they think he likes more. It'snot a pretty site when that happens. "Yeah your right. You guys are pretty thick." Emily said, making us all laugh whiles me an Danni gave her a playful shove.

We all were laughing and and talking about our plans for tonight when the school bell rang. This was our signal to start making our way into the school building and towards registration. Luckily for us we were all in the same form room. That's how we all met really. It was the start of a new school year and we were all moving up to a new school. High school. I didn't really know anyone but as soon as we met, we all just clicked. We all have something in common with someone else in the group so we all started to get along.

We all took our usual seats at the front of the classroom. Our form room wasn't that big to be honest. We all just managed to fit in it and still have room to turn around. As soon as we took our seats we continued our gossiping from outside. We were talking about the cute boys in our year and the hot teachers we had. I am in year 11. That means I'm 16, which also means I will be leaving this year and have my exams. I'm not really that smart. At anything. I keep thinking about getting a tutor but just never do. Our conversation's got cut short yet again when our form tutor walking in and sat at her desk at the front of the class.

Her name was Miss Johnstone. She had long, blonde hair and green eyes. She was medium height and average size. She was probably the best form tutor we could have had. She is really nice and lets us sit and talk until we have to go to our first period or assembly. After about ten minutes the bell rang and we all got up to make our way to our first lesson. Danni and me went to English, while the others went to their lesson. They had maths. I know their time table really well because their lessons are sometimes the same or contrast my own.