Chapter two: school.

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My alarm rang harshly in my ear. I shoved the pillow on top of my head until i couldnt take the sound any more.
The joy of getting up at 5:00 to get ready. I groggily rubbed my eyes and walked to the bathroom, i went pee, and brushed my teeth. I took the hair straightener to my room. And my make-up bag.
I walked so my closet, and tried ti decide what to wear. I grabbed a black skater skirt and a white top. I put the shirt on and set the skirt on my bed. I sat in front of the mirror and straightened my already semi straight hair. i grabbed the make-up bag and placed the dark mascara on my bright blue eyes. And pulled the skirt on.
Slinging my book bag over my shoulder and putting on my combat boots on. I stroked my dogs head and walked out.
I walked the 10 minutes to school.
I hate going to school, it's honestly terrifying. I pushed the headphones in my ears and walked to my locker. People glaring, snickering at me.
I sighed and turned the music louder. I made my way to my class, bumping into someone.
I didn't want to look up. I quickly grabbed all of my books and papers and placed them in my arms. I stood up and slowly looked up to see the person i hit.
Oh god. Was the only thing running through my head.
I couldn't get any words out.
"Uh, um , sorry." I said before taking off to class.
GOD PIPER YOUR SO DUMB!
I yelled at my self.
I kept bickering with myself while i walked to my ap math class.
yeah im smart. Okay, but I dont brag about it.
"Omg fall out boy is in Michigan" i hear girls squealing behind me.
Now don't get me wrong i like them, but i don't let infatuation get to me.
I hate that im smart, hindered people ask you for so much, but there isnt anything i can do about it.
The class door opened.
He walked in, he walked to the back of the room where i sit and sat down damn it i forgot he was in this class.
""Uh hi, why did you run off?" He asked.
I ignored him.
"Piper" he said my name, which gave me butterflies.
"Hemmings, quiet" the teacher yelled which gave me relief.
He wrote me a note
"We are talking after this assignment, i have stuff to ask you about" it read
We barely talk, why did he want to talk now!
A bunch of thoughts were running through my head.
Dreadfully the bell rang and I panicked.

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