Heidi pov:
I look to my left to see a boy. He is quite short, short dirty blonde hair, blue eyes.
"Heidi!" The boy yells. He runs up to her with his bag halfway down his arm. He smiles slightly. I look at him and smile softly, before I speak the bell rings.
"C'mon! Let's get to our register class" I say bluntly with a soft smile. I rub my temples as my friend looks a bit disappointed.
"Why so angry?" He asked putting his bag down gently. I look at him a bit annoyed by the previous question.
"No, I'm not angry Cooper, I'm just tired" I say with a yawn. I look over to our teacher who was waiting for us to stop talking. She didn't look annoyed, she looked...interested?
"Wha'cha two talking about?" My teacher asked playfully. I looked at her a bit surprised. I smiled slightly. I looked at my teacher who had a smile on her face.
"H-Hi Ma'am" I said with a distorted smile. I try my best not to laugh at my friend who has just hurt himself. I look at Cooper and give him a smack over the head. He laughs and falls on the floor. I laugh even harder and fall on my knees as I hit the floor due to laughter. I look up and see a teacher towering over us...it was our NST teacher.
"Get up and stop laughing like hooligans!" She exclaimed. She had given Cooper a light smack on the head with one of the books. I try not to laugh again as that happens. I giggle as she walks past us and to our register teacher. I go to my seat and sit down. I doodle on a piece of paper. 20 minutes later... another student came in the class he was kinda tall. Has brown hair possibly brown eyes? I didn't really pay attention.
"Hello Jamie" My teacher says with a slight smile. I look up and see Jamie. He was a grade 7 at our school, quite intimidating to say the least. I didn't really care and continued to doodle on a piece of paper. He walked in and put his Geo book on the shelf. He stopped and looked at me. I saw he giggled a little. I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.
"What?" I ask in a tired/ annoyed tone. I narrow my eyes down. He laughs and starts walking to the door. I roll my eyes and look away. I continue to doodle as I ignore my surroundings. I smile to myself. 5 minutes later I realise I'm smiling and immediately stop. My teacher looks at me and smirks.
"Hey Heidi~ what are you smilin' about?" My teacher asked poking my arm slightly. I fake giggle and look at her very annoyed. I mock her smile and continue to doodle. She smirks and nudges my arm.
"C'monnnn! Tell me!" She begged.
"It's nothing" my face goes red as I try and cover it.
"Is it a boy?" She asked with a teasing tone
"No!" I said. Starting to get defensive.
"It totally is a boy!" She said with a big and proud smirk on her face.
The bell rings and I jolt up from my chair with the wind blowing from the door and into my face. My brunette hair just flowing in the wind. I rush to grab my stuff. I hit my knee on one of the tables and run out the door. I run to my next class, hoping I didn't forget anything.
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