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My alarm went off at 6:oo a.m. With a yawn, I made my way to the bathroom. After showering, I put on my high-waisted jeans with a flannel shirt.

After shouting "The house is on fire" while waking Jason up, and he ended up crying because his sleep was interrupted, I grab an apple in the kitchen and storm out the house

"Stay safe Lissa!" Mom shouted from inside the house. I replied with a hum.

While making my way to school, a baby blue Mercedes past by me. It doesn't take a genius to know whose car that is.

Angelica Newman. The Queen B of school. It's not like we're enemy or something. We actually talk to each other. But sometimes she's too annoying. Plus, she always hangs out with Adam. Which is my crush. So it irritates me that she's pretty and popular and i'm the wild kind of girl. But hey, I still have friends and I'm known here and there. Of my sassines.

When I got to school, I made my way to my locker. What do I have first today? Is it English? Yeah, it's English. I lost my schedule so I just guess all my classes. I turn around and see El with hands by my side attempting to surprise me. I raise an eyebrow at her.

"How do you always know!" She exclaimed frustratingly. I look her dead in the eye and said "Sixth sense." And she rolled her eyes. Rude.

"Did you finish the homework?" She asked, handing me tic tacs. She knows I love mint. "What homework." I said, sounding uninterested because I am. "The Essay." I look at her, confused. We have Essay homework? "What essay" She sighed, "The 'Good Parenting' essay." She looks at me from the corner of her eyes. Don't judge me, El. I'm a fangirl. Blame Harry Styles.

"Oh! That one" I said, clicking my fingers then continued "No, sorry."

Adam walked by me. Can he tell that I can't breathe? (I had to I'm sorry) He's a perfection honestly. He's like a book character that crawls out of the book and went to this school because he knows we're meant to be.

"You're staring at him for a good 10 minutes now. Not to mention you look like an owl with your head turned like that." El nudged my side."You're exageratting. It was only 10 seconds. Do you think he's dating Angel?" El shook her head. "No, I don't think so. Angel hangs with every cute guy in school so it's normal if she's all over him. And didn't she went on a date with that cute substitute teacher?" I let out a groan, thinking about Mr.Loren. He's super cute. "Are you thinking about him?" She gasped. "He's hot, shut up. I bet you thought about touching his abs in class, don't you? Naughty Elly." I laughed.

She ignored me and walk ahead of me to class. We have the same first period for today. So I guess the statement is true. "Ellie, I'm sorry." I laughed again, trying to keep up with her pace.

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Mrs. Anderson gave us an essay to work on. But she didn't ask about last week's essay. That's good because I told everyone not to remind her or someone will have my shoes shoved down their throat today. And my size is not small.

While I'm trying to work on my essay with El, Angel appeared in front of me. "Hey Lis." She sweetly greet me. It's faker than Kanye's smile. "Hey Angel-o. You look great today." I complimented the girl. That's the only way to start a decent conversation with her. She giggled. "Thanks Lis. Well I want to invite you to my party this weekend. We're celebrating my acceptance to be the model for The Q modeling agency." She smiled. "Oh. Whoa, that's great Angie. Congrats." I said with a monotone voice.

I really hate it when she brags about her life. Like how she brags about when she met Justin Bieber, when she bought her Mercedes (I mean, her parents), or when she brags about her polished nails.

"Lis, you know I don't like being called Angie. And you can bring your friend here too. If, she's okay with it." She said, as if El is so scared of people. She's just shy.

"Yeah. She's going. Now Angel, I want to finish my work here if you don't mind" I smiled, putting my teeth on display. "Sure. Bye! Wear something feminine Lis, I don't want you showing up wearing that." She walked away. Swaying her hips left and right, trying to swoon those boys.

"What the hell? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" I asked, looking at El. "Nothing. They just can't accept outfits that aren't pink bubble gum with glitters. You look hot. If I'm not straight I'd date you." She winked. "I know. You still want to, I know." I flirted back. 

"So are you going?" Putting my tray on the table, I turn around to wait for the answer from El. "I don't know Lis. It's Angel's party. She looks like she doesn't even want to invite me. She was just trying to be nice, which she doesn't do that often. You can go without me." She said, munching on salad.

"You always do this El. Why? It's not like you're going to be alone. I'm gonna be with you all the time." I whined annoyingly. "I don't want to cockblock you and Adam" She chuckled. Scoffing, I pull away her salad and force her to look at me. "You're not cockblocking. He's not gonna notice me anyway because he'll be wrapped around Angel's manicured finger. You're going, and that's final. Or! We'll be watching This Is Us for the twenty fifth time. Which will it be?" I threatened. "Oh my god, I'm friends with a psycho. Alright! Damn it woman, I'll go." She put her hands up in defeat.

"That's more I like it" I continue eating my lunch with a satisfied smile.

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