~Hazel~
I wake up at 6:30 like every morning so that I can get ready for school. I put my hair in a cute messy bun and pull little pieces out to frame my face a little. I chose my bell-bottom jeans and a black crew neck to be simple today. After that I go and brush my teeth then I put a coat of mascara on and a dab of pink lipstick and blend it on my lips so it looks more natural. I then went to my phone to check for any notifications but there were none.
When I got ready I got my headphones and phone and headed out the door putting my headphones in and playing music. School starts at 7:50 and I usually get there around 7:20 because I leave the house at 7:00 and the walk is only 20 minutes. I get lost in my music and the next thing I know I'm at my locker. I like getting to school early because it makes me feel good for some odd reason. I'm listening to the song, Numb Little Bug, by Em Beihold. I get my books out for the first hour and start heading to the class.
In my opinion, it's better to get to school earlier so you can choose your seat first. I like the seats in the back, to be honest, I think everyone does. I am usually the first one in class but not today. There is this boy that I have never seen in my life. He was hot though, he had dark brown hair with dark brown eyes to match. He is wearing a graphic t-shirt and jeans, with a pair of converse to match, his hair was messy and fluffy looking.
I sat in the left corner of the room which is where I always sit. The boy was a couple of seats in front of me on his phone. My first class was a b1 Italian class. I am at the top of my class and Italian is now my favorite language. I looked at my phone and somehow it was 7:40 and people started to flood into the classroom. The class starts in only ten minutes so I turn my music off and start getting my stuff out to be ready for class. I see the teacher walk in and she just sits at her desk until the bell rings.
"Ciao classe." the teacher says.
"Ciao." the class says in unity.
"Today we will be learning some usual adverbs. First, we have a new kid, Zach Romano."
I already know Italian fluently but I only take the class to improve on it. The reason I wanted to even learn it in the first place is that a lot of online books that I read have Italian in them and I used to not know what they were saying and it made me mad when I didn't know so I learned the language.
The new boy, Zach, raised his hand and said, "Parlo correntemente L'italiano ma sono costretto a seguire questo corso quindi non risponderò a nessuna domanda." (Translation: I am fluent in Italian but I was forced to take this class so I'm not going to answer any questions.) I didn't like how he was so confident about it. The teacher just looked at him in awe.
After class, I walked up to him and said, "Why do you think that you can get out of answering questions just because you are fluent in Italian?"
"Tesoro, are you mad that I know more Italian than you?" he said but now I can hear his accent, he is Italian for god's sake.
"Per uno, non chiamarmi tesoro. Per due, parlo anche correntemente I'italiano, quindi chiudi quella cazzo di stronzo." (Translation: For one, don't call me sweetheart. For two, I'm also fluent in Italian so just shut the fuck up asshole.) I loved how confidently I said it.
"Piccola puttana esuberante." (Feisty little bitch)
"Asshole," I said and then just walked away.
I walked to my locker and Victor was already waiting there. I couldn't forget about yesterday. He was so... nice. He was usually a jerk so maybe yesterday was different but I had a feeling that he was going to be very jerky today.
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