Michael
I walked into the familiar dull grey doors that squeaked like a mouse as it automatically opened for me.
First day of Year 10 - again.
According to the school records or whatever fancy name they call it, I failed English, and like three of my other subjects last year, so I had to retake Year 10.
That's like what, stupid? I mean, school's stupid!
To be very honest, I was so looking forward to freedom since after Year 10, I can drop out but hey apparently no, they wanted me to repeat the Yyar because they wanted me to pass English so I could get somewhere decent.
Really? They thought I could get somewhere decent with just a pass for English grade? Come on, we all know that I'll be at home living off my parent's riches.
I rolled my eyes at the nerds who immediately scrambled off in view of my arrival. I didn't know what really scared them to be honest. I only wear leather jackets and have my body inked and pierced, and those aren't going to kill them are they?
Well whatever, I couldn't care much more.
I clutched on to my leather duffel hanging from my shoulder as I replied a girl whom I met on Tinder.
"Hey...out...dick!" I heard someone say or possibly scream but I couldn't hear it too well over my 'noise canceling' headphones which was blasting Metallica.
I looked up and shoved my phone into my pocket, then removed my headphones to see who was the one interrupting my little peaceful walk.
"Hey you!" The person in front of me was shouting.
I scanned him from top to bottom and raised an eyebrow.
He was a tall lanky blonde, however, dressed in a lavender sweater and a pink flowy skirt with white stockings underneath it.
I raised an eyebrow.
"Hey I'm talking to you!" He hollers and I just smirk.
***
Luke
I was making my way down the hallway of my school and just my luck, someone banged into me, while looking at his stupid phone, and he caused my pretty periwinkle flower crown to fall off my quiff.
I called on him a few times, hoping that he would have a reaction to it, like maybe pick it up or something, but he just smirked at me, after looking at me weirdly.
"Uh, my flower crown?!" I pointed to the ground where it was and tried saying it with a little sass.
Much to my horror and surprise, he just put his stupid headphones on again and walked away, stepping on the beauty in the process.
I felt hot tears starting to form at the corner of my eye as I picked my flower crown up and took off as fast as my legs could carry me to the nearest restroom.
My first day of Year 10 has just been ruined by some stupid emo.
「Author's Note」
SHE'S KINDA HOT CAME OUT AND ITS ON REPEAT ON MY PHONE RIGHT NOW CAUSE SOME KIND SOUL GIFTED ME IM SO THANKFUL OMFG.And yes, it has been playing when I was writing this chapter. As I said, it will be short, but I'll probably update it like later tonight or two days later if I have the time to! Hope you enjoy!
Ps, whenever Michael is ranting about school, it's literally just me ranting about school soooo yea HAHA
xoxo
-nie
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