Seven Minutes in Heaven ✗ jimmy fallon

1. Kiss and Tell

"A novel of the century, Seven Minutes in Heaven discusses issues that no other Jimmy Fallon fan fiction ever comes across. With LGBTQ and teenage pregnancy, this book is something to look toward to. You will be at the edge of your seat, begging for more drama, more romance, and of course, more Jimmy."
---Valerie Dominguez ( Enchancer97 )

"Mom, I'm telling you, Mr. Huffman will literally murder me if I get one more tardy. I need to go!" I demanded, throwing one of the straps of my book bag on my shoulder.

"Honey, you'll be fine!" My mother shot back. "Besides, who cares? I told you you didn't have to go. All it is is the last day; the graduation ceremony already passed, so it's not like anythings gonna happen."

I let out an aggravated sigh. "C'mon, Parker, finish up your cereal, I'm gonna be late!" I snapped at Parker, my twelve year old brother.

Parker snarled, then brought his bowl to the sink. I wiggled my wrist, trying to drain all the adrenaline.

"Fasterrr!" groaned, clapping my hands in a chop-chop manner.

My mother jiggled her keys on her lanyard. Parker grabbed his book bag off the back of his chair and raced out the door, my mother and I following.

Everyone climbed into the car. I plugged my headphones into my iPod and turned on Bad Reputation by Joan Jett.

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My mother pulled into the parking lot of I. P. Worthington High School. I slid open the door to the van, stopping to say, "Love you, mom," and mussed Parker's hair, which is our signal of 'Love you, goodbye'.

I climbed out and closed the door, then started for the sidewalk leading to the blue double doors where everyone had to stand outside until the clock hit 7:45 a.m. at the tip of the nose.

I searched through all the kids, looking for Daniella and Marion, my "clique", I guess you could call them.

I spotted Daniella's unique head of white-blond hair. I elbowed through the crowd until I reached Daniella and Marion.

I popped one earbud out of my right ear. "Guys!" I squealed, jumping up and down. They both turned their heads on cue, and their eyes brightened.

"Noel!" Marion squealed back, jumping up and down with me while Daniella giggles at how dumb we looked in the background.

"I can't believe we're going to be released from this hell hole, finally!" Daniella cheered, throwing her arms up.

Marion and Daniella and I have always been the most popular clique, ever since the tenth grade. Up to this day I still wonder why these girls wanted me in their clique; I've always thought of myself as just a typical girl.

The assistant principle, Mrs. Huffman, finally opened the doors. Everyone rushed in, flooding the hallways.

I walked next to the girls, looking around the school thinking: This is the last time I'm ever going to see these hallways.

I thought I was going to be bawling my eyes out, but I wasn't. I felt a flush of relief now that I was free from a prison called school.

Everyone called me a geek because I was a straight A student, and said how I take school way too seriously (not to mention that I'm president of the student council). But frankly, I'm just trying to survive here just like every other nerd in this school.

I swept my bangs to the side, splitting my mahogany hair into two pieces and laying them splayed on my shoulders.

"I'll meet you guys at math," I told the girls once we were close to my locker. They both nodded, then I started for my locker.