Amigo?

Running is what i do best

My new friend and I started walking towards the gym. Oh no I don't even know her name. Oh well I'll find out later. When we walked into gym I saw the sluttiest girls I have ever seen and thats an under-statement. They looked at me schocked then smirked at ok I'm just going to call her Abby. So the sluttiest girl smirked at Abby and then strutted over to me with a sneer on her face. I think she was trying to smile but you know she's a slut what do you expect. Anyway she strutted over to us and turned to me
"Hi my name's Britney" (Sorry if your names Britney) "I think your hanging out with the wrong crowd" she said looking Abby up and down
"I mean why be with the non populars" she said pointing at Abby and a couple of girls behind her talking and laughing to themselves obviously not noticing anything around them.
"When you can be with us" she said pointing to herself and her goonies behind her. She stuck her hand out as if to say 'take my hand and you can be popular like us' but instead I said
"Sorry don't want to be friends with sluts like you. Oops I mean people" I mocked and walked away while everyone was laughing their asses off. I got sass in me and no one can stop me from being awesome.

Abby followed me while trying to stifle a laugh. Keyword trying. When we got out of the gym she fell on her ass and when she was done she was gasping for air.
"No one has ever said anything like that to Britney EVER! That was hilarious" Abby daid in between breaths
"You know I don't know your name." I said akwardly trying to change the subject
"Oh its Gabriella" she replied
"Can I call you Gabby?" I asked glad she changed the subject
"Sure" She replied grinning at me
"Anyway... I have to get going. Class and all." I said akwardly once again

Then I walked away to get to my locker and something wonderful happened. Note the sarcasm. Britney was there with her posse or whatever.
"Hey Bitch how's life so far because after this day it will be a living hell"
"Ooh I have always wanted to have a hellish life" I said with sarcasm and enthusiasm
"Don't sass me" she replied
"I can sass who I want cause I'm the sass master biatch" I said snapping my fingers in a a formation with the sassiest tone I have ever done. She looked shocked then she scoffed and walked away.
I laughed then walked to art the lesson I hate with such a passion. I don't really get it I meant teacher said I am great at it and I should be an artist when older but I just want to work in a small bakery in a small town. Or a singer o have always loved singing and my friends back home said I was the best singer in the world. Of course being the akward person I am I blushed and denied it. Anyway I'm getting distracted I walked into art class and everyone stared at me like I was an alien o was confused at first but then looked at the clock and I realised I was 10 minutes late. The teacher chuckled awkwardly and I just stood there awkwardly . Do you know this word appears allot on my life. If not then it does! What seems like hours later but I. Reality it was only a couple of seconds I cleared my throat awkwardly and the teacher snapped out of his daze in an instant and said
"Hello I'm Mr Watson your art teacher you must be Mollie" I just nodded my head shyly
"You can sit anywhere that's free" he said noticing that I did not want to talk in front of everyone. I just nodded and walked to the back of the class next to a red head who just smiled at me. I smiled back and sat down ignoring everything and everyone going into my own little world. Well I guess I should tell you more about myself well I'm from Scotland and I have a Scottish accent which I am not going to give up for an American accent. I was in the choir and had so many solos I used to be confident until a perticular event that is rather not talk about happened. Anyway I snapped out of my fantasy when I was handed a blank price of paper. I blushed embarrassed that I hadn't listened so I asked red head she smiled and said
"We're supposed to be doing a self portrait" she smiled again wow she smiles allot
"Thanks" I replied
I just sketched my face then I got som of my water pencils and coloured everything in. I looked at the clock and realised that class still had 20 minutes to go. I got up and walked down past the seats and gave my painting to the teacher.
"Oh my goodness this is amazing Mollie have you ever considered taking a major in art" he said a little to loud for my liking I just nodded and whispered
" May I please go to the library to study"
" Oh my goodness your Scottishness" he shouted and after that I'm sure my face looked like a tomato so I did what I do best I ran from him, from everything, from life itself.