I think I just ran a million miles to the town of the Popular Girls.

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As the lunch bell rang, I ran to my next class, leaving the boys and the girls in the dust. I got there even before the teacher, meaning I had to wait for Mr. Sendale (Yes, I'm naming the teacher Sendale xD, There will be more odd-named teachers later in this story xD)to come from his lunch and open the door. I walked in and waited for him to point out my desk. He pointed to the desk in the VERY front. I guess he thinks I'm a trickster because I'm here so early. I took my seat and waited ten minutes for the first trickle of kids walking in. That gave me enough time to read 4 chapters, all 10 pages long, in my book. I put the book back into my binder and waited for the rest of the kids to show up. As the last kid entered the class, the session began with an introduction. "Welcome our new student, or may I say, Trickster," he said Trickster with emphasis," Jem Onyx Woods." he finished, the kids looking in awe because of my last name. My father was a distant brother from, You got it, Jeff The Fucking Killer, Also known as Jefferey Woods. I sighed and just glared at the teacher. He smirked and went to his lesson. He droned on and on about how to write a 'Perfect' paragraph. I tuned him out, playing with my pencil. I sighed happily as the bell rang and I waited for the tsunami of kids to slowly form into a small wave. When that happened, I had at least a minute to get to my next class, which was a little while from here. On my first day, I had gym for my second to last period. I grumbled and ran all the way, making it into the girls' locker room just in time. I got changed into a white t-shirt and long black pants. I'm not Goth, I just like the colors dark purple, black, white, and grey. Also I'm wearing black because well, It's like in the middle of September, So it's gonna be cold. Soon the teacher pounded on the door, meaning it's time for class. I waited until the two shyest girls went, and then I stalked out. I walked into the gym area and the teacher glared at me. "Well, finally the new girl joins us" Mrs. Bigmouth growled. I nearly walked over to her and slapped her face. I just sat down on the floor where I'm supposed to sit, and waited for instructions. After half an hour of jogging, throwing a ball around, and almost tripping a few kids, the bell rings, meaning we have to change FAST. While the other girls groaned, I just ran to the lockers, grabbed my clothes, ran into the stall(*in head* Yeah, like I'm changing out there with those sluts who only care if you have a big 'rack'), and changed fast, with a little over 3 minutes to get to my next class. Which was Art. I love Art. So I ran as fast as I could to get there. The class came into view, when suddenly I got tripped and I flew to the ground, skittering to a halt. I had gotten up and almost nearly cussed out a boy in a hood. But I stopped and took his appearance in slowly, soaking up every detail. Wow, was he SHORT!!!!! I nearly busted out LAUGHING but I controlled myself and looked into his blue eyes. "S-Sorry" he muttered, scratching the back of his neck. His hair was a sandy blonde, his skin a little pale, but could easily show the blush forming on his cheeks. "It's fine, Least I'm not knocked out." I said. Suddenly, He grabbed a flyer, and handed it to me. "Well, In a few months, the whole grade is going to Washington. You in?" the boy asked. "Sure I guess I'm in." I shrugged my shoulders, grabbing the piece of paper with the permission form. "My name is Ben. Ben Avalon."(I'm GUESSING that's Ben Drowned's last name cause I read it in another story. Correct me if I'm wrong xD) Suddenly, he looked up at me and then down at my chest. "Uhhh...Miss....I think you might need to uhhh...Fix your shirt.." he muttered, blushing mildly. Looking down, I noticed my shirt was about near the end of my bra. My cheeks turned bright red. "Uhhh... Thanks...." I said. I quickly pulled down my shirt, so it covered up my stomach. I quickly just ran to my next class, which was art. I made it with only 3 minutes left.


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