Science class was like so boring, I was so ahead of everyone since I was in an elite school back in Los Angeles. I kept drifting my eyes to the clock to see what time it was. It felt as if it was an eternity. I learned that science class was the class everyone just didn't care about or just joked about. They would smoke, cuss at the teacher, try to stab themself with pencils. Anything they could do to kill time, even if it wasn't good. But bad news for me because I had to sit behind Mr blonde boy again in science which I was already dreading because earlier he spit on me randomly for no reason.
"Hey lady, could I borrow a pencil,"the guy said with a smirk on his face.
"Ugh fine I guess you could just give it back to me ok," I spoke. Then he had the nerve to break the pencil, but you know what, I really don't give a shit, it's just a damn pencil. As soon as I got up from my seat, I recognized that brown haired guy who almost tried to attack me, and he was with that annoying blonde haired boy. They started whispering about something as soon as I got up and left. Oliver soon tagged along behind me.
Oliver spoke firsthand,"Hey could you come to my place tonight?"
I replied, " Yea sure, my dad doesn't even mind, plus he's never home anyway so yeah sure."
"I'll give you a ride to my crib so you don't have to take the bus," Oliver said to me.
"Thanks, you didn't have to do that," I said thanking him.
"But I wanted too!" He said smiling.
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The rough streets of manhattan (WIP)
RandomEmery has everything she could ever want in life. A nice house,a prestigious private school, a big bedroom, she's popular, and most importantly, lots of friends. Until one day that could all be taken away from you and you get a reality check. Emerys...
