Chapter: Four

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Selena P.O.V.

Honors English? Ughh, fuck you.

I've always hated the class, I don't even know how I've made it into honors.

In that class I was made to stand up and tell them about myself in poem.

"I'm new here, I don't like beer. My favorite colors purple, I'm such a derple? This is embarrassing, I want to leave, can you show me, to my new seat?"

The class laughed while the teacher pointed me to the back of the class and I gladly took the seat, hiding my reddening cheeks with my hair. The rest of the class went by slowly as I waited for gym to come.

The last minute of class felt like hours, I watched as the seconds ticked by ever so slowly. Finally the bell rang and I shot out of my seat speed walking for the door.

The next class I had was a performing arts class. I really didn't know what to expect of this class, back in Texas we had all of our performing arts classes seperated, here I guess they're all jumbled into one, with the exception of orchestra and band.

I walked in and looked around, there was no one here yet so I decided to introduce myself to the teacher.

"Hello, I'm new here. Selena Gomez? I'm not sure you knew you had a new student coming in?" You're such a derp Selena, of course she knew!

I mentally argued with myself while I waited for her to look up. She looked pretty young for a teacher, I hadn't seen her face yet because it was hidden behind her wild blonde curls.

"Uhhh. Miss?" I approached her and tapped her on the shoulder. She jumped and pulled out some ear buds.

"Oh my! I thought I had a few minutes before students came in. Are you new?" I nodded. "Well newbie, word of advise: don't give teachers the heeby jeebies on the first day." I smiled and nodded, I had a feeling this was gunna be my favorite teacher for the rest of the year. "I am Ms. Kelly, you must be Selena."

"Yes I am, nice to meet you Ms. Kelly," we shook hands. "do I have to introduce myself in front of the whole class?" she laughed.

"I'm sure the other teachers had you do this all day huh?" she smiled. "No, I won't make you introduce yourself, we do a lot of improv in this class so you'll probably introduce yourself then."

As she said this the room started to fill up. I stepped away from her desk and sat in a chair, there were no desk in this room, and waited for class to begin.

As promised, we did improvs today. We did an icebreaker where, using the letters of our name, we had to find a word that describes us.

"I'm Selena, S.. For sarcastic haha. E for education cause that's important to me, stay in school kids. L... For lovely, that's how my day is so far. E for extraterrestrial cause I believe in that stuff. N... For now, that's what I live for, and A for Alt-J because I love that band."

That went better than I thought it would.

The bell rang ending fourth period, I waved goodbye to a few people I had met and tried to find the gymnasium. As I was looking down at my paper I walked into something. Or rather someone.

"Watch where you're going!" that familiar voice surprised me with its vicious tone. I looked down at the blonde and laughed as realization shown through in her features. "I'm so sorry, I thought you were someone else." she breathed out her apology.

"It's cool man." I looked at her closely, she looked a little troubled. "Are you okay? You look a little on edge."

"I'm fine.. It's just Todd was being an ass last period."

"He's such a butthole." she laughed at this.

We headed to the gym when the late Bell rang.

Shit. Already late. And on the first day too.

"We should ditch this place." I looked at Demi incredulously, this is my first day!!

"But it's my first day here!" I whine, voicing my thoughts.

"True." She says thinking again, "Come on it'll be so fun. I'll take you to get ice-cream?"

"You drive a hard bargain women. Let me stroke my imaginary beard while thinking about it." I stroke my chin and 'think'. "Okay."

She grabs my hand and runs out to the parking lot. We're both laughing uncontrollably.

"So... Where's your car?"

"About that..."

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