Chapter 6-STRESS

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Words Unspoken 

Chapter 6-STRESS 

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I walked to my next class thinking of the cute and handsome new kid, Nathan. He seemed very nice and is very cute. I just wanted to stare at him all day but then I would be a creeper and I didn't want to be classified as one of them. My classification in school would be the school shy girl that is going out with the like the 6th hottest guy in school. Even though my boyfriend is on the hot list doesn't mean that we hung out with the popular crowd. Ever since we started dating we kind of keep to ourselves. Only John's true friend hung out with him and I was glad for that because I am not the type for a crowds.  

I did a mental sigh as I ended up at my next class. Gym. Great. Sarcasm should be noted. I walked into the gym since it the first day they just gives of the overview of gym class. The gym teachers, Mrs.Boyer, Mr. Mark, and Mr.Wards, were standing in the door of the gym telling everyone to take a seat on the floor by the folded up bleachers. I looked around the class for any familiar faces. Several people I know where already seat but most of them were people I only speak 2 sentences to. I choose the one I talk to the most, my friend Jessica. Jessica was a family friend. My mom best friend, Nancy, is the mother of Jessica. My mom made sure Jessica came over many times when we were kid. We hung out a lot but ever since I and John got together, he is the only one I hang out with really anymore. Now since school starting again I think it is time to get reconnected with my friends. But hopefully John won't be angry about it. I love him so much I don't want him to be mad.  

"Hi how was your summer break? I only saw you a few times with your mom. We really didn't get to hang out much like we usually do.", Jessica said as I sat down. 

"yeah.", I replied, "I am always with John. We hang out a lot." I concluded with a smile on my face. 

Jessica opened her mouth with a reply but was stopped when the gym teachers started talking about the annual over view of the gym. You have to wear this. You better try your best. You are going to run the mile tomorrow. Blah-blah, it is same thing every year. The speech ends right as the bell rings. I run out of glass to get out of my class. 

Time slowly trickled by after gym. This is how my day went:  

My 3rd period class is English. John was in this class with me even though he didn't talk to me at all. He sat with me and on my other side was Chelsea. The Teacher, Mrs. Heffner, talked and talked about her and what she expects for us, the students. After she was done with her speech, the bell rung several seconds later, I slowly walked to my next class knowing that it is on the same floor that I am on. 

My 4th period class is Spanish. John wasn't in this class with me. I think I am going to like this class because I like the teacher and there are a lot of people I used to talk to before John. I would like to reunite with them. The time was still going by very slow. The teacher, Mrs. Fite, like all the others so far made a long speech. Ughh. It makes me want to fall asleep. After forever, but only really 10 minutes, the bell rings and everyone bolt out of class except me. I take my time getting to my next class. That speech made so tired.  

My 5th period class is food prep. No John. I like cooking so this is going to be a fun class. Ironically enough the teacher name was Mrs. Baker. I had this class with Jessica and Chelsea as well as many other people I liked. I was going to like this class. Yummy food. Mrs. Baker is a peppy teacher she awoke me from the side-affects from Mrs. Fite speech. Mr. Baker just blabber about random subject until the bell rings. 

My 6th period class is Trigonometry with John. John sat next to me. Jessica was also in the class as well as Chelsea. Math my favorite subject so I hope with will be a good class. Mr. Clark was the teacher. He just gave us an overview of the class and then said we could do whatever we want. 

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