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Darlene's POV
"Yoh" enterning my homeroom class. Greeting everyone.
"yoh, whats up? " answering back. a Random person I don't really acknowledge. But noodles my head back to him.
I quickly seated to my seat near the center of the room waiting for Jean.
She's my very, very bestfrend. And I've know her since the dawn of the dinasor. Hehe well it felt that way.
And speaking of, a petite size girl enter the room wearing her mischievous smile to everyone who's looking. Giving the impression of a very wicked witch.
When someone unintentionally blocks her way, well a guy who's been cracking up jokes or playing something with his seatmate and tends to stand up in time when Jean makes her entrance. She glares him up and down looking as if she wants to murder him.
The guy look down to her and noticed the way my bestfriend sent fires from hell, he sides steps very quickly for her to pass by. Damn that stare. If only she would only use that stare to the terorist.
I just cant help but admire her. I mean, she's not really mean of a person. She just have that thing call attitude. Like I said, she's not a mean person but she likes to act like one...sometimes.
Jean made her way beside me. Smiling now, purely entertained by what she did. Im sure she had that mean act the time she step foot of the school.
She hand me her new set of letters for me and me to her, as if I live in the northpole and doesn't have any means of communication for atleast 2 months.
We've been having this setup for quite sometime now. Exchanging letters to each other..for fun. Duh.
"Guess who I saw? " she said, managing to open one of the envelopes that i tried to securely closed.
"who? " counting the total number of envelopes and cards that she manage to make in one night. Damn
"Marc" she said nonchalant. Like she just said red is red.
My eyebrows went up, looking at her "and?". Marc is my exboyfriend. We we're together last summer but lost all communication due to... I don't know. One day he's texting and calling then it stops. I don't really know what happened. And when school starts, I just found out the he's dating to Sheril.
Sheril is a friend of mine from 2nd year. She a sweet, friendly girl that i truly adore.
"He's asking for you." still nonchalant my best friend were saying.
My brows just extend to 2ndfloor looking at her to continue what she was saying. "and?"
"And nothing. He said he's just looking for you." she said still busy with looking through her pille of letters.
"ok" I said. I really don't get him. Duh, again this is high school drama.
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Half of the day and I'm already drained. Damn school work.
I'm not that geeky smart so maintaining average grade is crucial. I've still got practice with the schools cheering squad and work after. How I'm I going to survive this thing.
