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Dakota's pov:
It's Monday . The first day of schoolyear .

But this time i'm not going too the same teachers . The same school . It's HighSchool . Just fantastic . (Note the sarcastic tone)

Kinda scary , yet kinda exciting .

I sat up on my bed and looked around my room . I stood up and walked over too my closet . I grabbed some khaki jeans with a big black Obey sweater.

I left my hair slightly messy , grabbed my phone , and everything I would need for today . I grabbed my penny board and ran downstairs. I grabbed a granola bar and a small orange juice .

Breakfast .

I ran out the house quickly trying too avoid questions from my family . I'll explain later .

I rode the penny board too school and tried too meet up with Bryce and all of em . When I did the bell already rang . We walked too class and waited for it too start .

Im in physics right now and all I can think about is soccer physics . I wanna take out my soccer ball from my backpack and throw it at mr.wilsons head and yell 'PHYSICS!'

I chuckled at my own thought and continued doodling in my notebook.

"Mr brooks ? What are you laughing at ? " I raised my head too see mr.wilson looking at me

"Nothing" i said shaking my head and looking back down

"Mr brooks I demand you tell me what you were laughing at . It must be important if your laughing at it in the middle of my lecture . "

"You demand ? Haha " i shook my head slightly again while laughing again

"Yes , demand . "

I just lost it and laughed like crazy .

"Oh god . You crack me up man . "

I continued drawing . He noticed and leaned against the chalk board .

"Mr brooks what are you drawing that's distracting you ? "

"Nothing "

"Oh really ? " he said sarcastically

"Really" i said in a baby tone

I heard the class chuckle which caused me too crack a tiny smile

I heard his footsteps walk over too me . Even i don't know what I was drawing , i just drew what I thought .

He snatched the notebook from my desk and did a small gasp

He gave it back and now i know what I drew...

Him getting hit in the face with a soccer ball...that was covered in the word physics...being shot at him by me , screaming physics.

Well thats my artistic skills for ya

"Deans . Now . " he said in a dark voice

"Make me . " i said looking him straight in the eye

He threw my journal at the door .

"I said Deans ! Now ! "

" i said make me ! " i said mocking his voice

He grabbed me by the collar of my Jacket and dragged me out if class .

"I said go too the deans ! "

I just chuckled and started walking too the Deans Office .

Sky's pov :
It was the new year . Well for school . Im going too bel-air prep . (I know , the fresh prince of bel air)