Out of her limit

Sydney

"Ugh, will you please turn this off. This music is crap." My sister said, referring to the song Immortals by Fall Out Boy.

"Well I'm SORRY, but this is the only song on the radio that I like so either deal with it or get out of the car and walk." I said sassily.

Rachel huffed before saying, "Whatever."

I turned into the schools parking lot and looked for a space to park.

"Hey, help me out here. I can't find a parking spot." I said, still scanning the parking lot.

"Fine..." Rachel looked out her window, searching for a parking spot.

After a few minutes Rachel pointed out a parking spot.

"Finally." I muttered under my breath. Just as I was about to turn into it another car took it before I could.

"Are you kidding me?!" I slapped the wheel with my palms.

The people who took my spot was the one and only Justin and Jessica. The two most popular teens in our high school.

"Oops. Sorry losers, but we spotted this spot before you did. Have fun trying to find another!" Jessica giggled as Justin draped an arm around her shoulders and the two of them walked off to the entrance of school. Yep, Rachel and I are known as the biggest losers in school.

I considered to run them over while they were still in the middle of the road.

Instead I turned around and went to find another parking spot.

After what seemed to take hours I finally found a parking spot and got out of my car.

I entered school and ran to my locker since class would start any minute.

As I was running I ran into a tall boy with blonde hair and crystal blue eyes.

"Sorry." I muttered before gathering myself together and running past him.

I got to my locker and quickly opened it. I shoved my backpack in and grabbed my laptop and notebooks and pencil pouch.

I slammed it shut and ran as fast as I could to my first hour. God this is just one of the reasons why I hate school. Even if you're a little bit late, you get in trouble.

I ran into the door to my first hour before opening it and walking quickly inside.

Just as I took my seat the bell rang. My heart was pounding so much I could hear it in my ears.

"Alright class!" Our teacher yelled out of no where, getting everyone's attention. "Today you will be having a sub since I have a doctors appointment. He should be coming soon so I want you all to behave for him and not give him a hard time. Understood?"

No one responded.

"Okay great." As if right on time, the door opened and an old man walked in. My eyes widened at the sight of him. He was slouched forward, bald, and had a sneer on his face. He was wearing a black business suit and carrying a black suit case.

"Welcome! Class say hello to...." Our teacher trailed off waiting for a name.

"Mr. Simons." The old man replied, annoyed.

"Right." Our teacher looked over at us waiting for a "warm greeting" towards Mr. Simons.

Faint hi's and hey's were said around the classroom but none of them sounded cheerful.

"Alrighty then, I'll be on my way. Class behave for Mr. Simons." Our teacher shot us all a, "If You Miss Behave You Know What Will Come." look.

Once our teacher gathered his stuff and left, Mr Simons made his way to the teachers desk.

While he was getting himself organized I felt someone flick me behind the head.

"Ow!" I said, louder than expected.

Mr. Simons looked up from organizing and shot me one of the angriest glares. "Is their a problem young lady?"

"Oh... no, there isn't a problem. I accidentally bit my tongue that's all." I replied, trying my best to sound innocent.

"Well, don't bite your tongue next time." Mr. Simons rolled his eyes before going back to doing what he was doing.

"Yeah, don't bite your tongue moron." The person behind me giggled.

I curled my hand into a fist and took deep breaths so that I wouldn't lash out on them. I didn't know why I was making such a big deal out of this. It just made me mad.

"Alright. So since I don't feel like teaching you guys whatever your teacher told me to teach you. You can do whatever you want." Mr Simons put his feet up on the desk and took out a book to read.

The class erupted into conversations while I was left sitting in my seat, silent.

Suddenly I felt something hit my head. It was light but slightly pointy on the end.

I reached up and took it off my head. A paper airplane.

I looked over and saw a ton of boys laughing, as if it were the funniest thing ever.

"Whoops, sorry we didn't see where it was going. Too bad it wasn't a real airplane. No one wants you in this school." One of them said.

I crumbled the paper airplane up and threw it somewhere in the classroom.

I hated everyone. I just hoped this class would go by fast.