Geoff & Bridgette

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Me and Geoff are making out in one of the classrooms when we hear sudden shouting. "Oh my god! We're trapped in here!" A girl voice. "Calm down drama queen! We'll simply find another way out." A male voice who sounds calm.

"You better hope so! I have a date to get to!"
"Oh. I forgot. Your Courtney Manns , (Pronounced Like Manes) One of the most popular girls in school with her douche of a boyfriend."

Geoff and I decide to walk out, Geoff to see the brawl unfold, me to stop it from escalating.

There's Courtney Manns, whom I sort of know from my history class, and she's nice.....sometimes. I saw her and Heather making fun of this girl one time. Of course, I thought it was rude and mean. But other than that she was okay.

Then there was that punk kid, whom nobody ever really saw, because he goes to juvie all the time. He looked scary, now that I got a good look of him. He has a bright green hawk and piercings covering his face. He had gorgeous blue eyes.

My eyes trailed down his body and I saw he had huge muscles, which I saw a couple of tattoos on. He was wearing some sagging pants and red converse.

He was cute. But not as cute as my Geoffrey-Bear- Back to the subject at hand, they looked ready to maul each other. I stepped in between them. "Everybody just chill."

Courtney looked somewhat relieved when she saw me. "Brenda! How glad am I to see you. I'm not stuck with this cretin."

"It's Bridgette....." Courtney frowned. Then her eyes lit up as if a light-bulb went off. "Oh. You're in my history class!!!!"

I fought the urge to roll my eyes. I had gone to her school for years and was even in her class this whole year and she hadn't even learned my name?

"Anyways, can you help us push open this door? It seems to be stuck." Courtney says, motioning to the front entrance.

We all push up against the door and it sticks like super glue. This school is old as hell so if anything, the door should be falling off.

"It isn't going to open." A voice says from behind us. We turn and see another girl and a boy.

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