Today like any other day I got late to school, while trying to get to class the faster I could I bumped into something and fell flat on my butt.
"I'm so sorry, I really-'' I stopped talking when I looked up and saw Andy.
Oh Lord, this is not going to be good
"You're lucky, I can't afford to be late to class but if I see you one more time today, you're gonna regret being born"
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Finally lunch break, I was really hungry so I made my way to my locker and grabbed my food and went to the choir room.
Usually I don't come here in luchtime but seeing as I don't wanna get beaten, it probably would be smart to avoid him the rest of the day.
I text my friend Jordan and tell him I couldn't come because I was doing some homework at the library.
After I ate, I decided to play guitar and sing a little, because theres some time to spare.
I was rehearsing this song called Teenage Dirtbag with Jordan and a couple of other friends 'cause were a band, so I just decided to play it.
Her name is Noel
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh, how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn't know who I am
And she doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me
Her boyfriend's a dick
And he brings a gun to school
And he'd simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
And he drives an IROC
But he doesn't know who I am
And he doesn't give a damn about me
'Cause I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me
Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Man, I feel like mold
It's prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She's walking over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about me
I've got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don't say "maybe"
I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you
Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn't know what she's missin'
Playing and singing for a little bit really relieved my pressure.
The bell rang I went to my next class.
***
Uf, I'm really exausted, I spent the whole day avoiding Andy and I did it!
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