Oh Monday, how I hate you so. Sitting at the edge of my bed, I ran my hand over my hair. Ill have a shower definitely! No need to go to school with grease hair! Choosing a navy plain T-shirt, with my Low rise jeggings, I placed them on a shelf in the bathroom. Stripping From my clothing, I stepped into the shower, turning on the water. The hot steaming water rinsed my body. My mom must have bought a new shampoo brand, due to the new bottle. I opened the cap, smelling the sweet rose coconut sent. I squirted the bottle, letting the shampoo puddle in my hand. Massaging the shampoo into my hair, I rinsed thoroughly.
"Hurry up in there!" A fist pounded on the door. The voice was muffled, from the loud water poring onto my body and the shower floor. "Mom, use the down stairs bathroom." I said. "Dear, you need to hurry in there. You don't want to be late!" A voice mocked my mother. Aric. I laughed softly, hearing Aric tease. "Ill be done in a minute Aric." I said, while shutting off the
Water.
Once my body was dry, I changed quickly.
Opening up the bathroom door, confronting Aric. He was leaning against the wall waiting for his ride to school. His eyes were flickering at his phone, which was held close to his face. "What's up?" I asked, leaning over, trying to get a glimpse at the screen. He looked up for a second, before dropping his eyes back onto the screen. "Facebook." "We'll if you still want a ride to school, we should get going." I said. "Then off, we should go!" He said. My mind twisted trying to repeat his twist of words. "To the truck!" I announced, darting down the stairs. "Why in such a rush?" Mom asked, stoping me. I groaned, rolling my eyes slowly. "The old hag caught us in the act!" I teased. Mom gently slapped my arm. Aric laughed to my joke. "Drive safely." Mom said, as she released me. I nodded, blowing her a quick kiss goodbye, as we left the house.
Opening up the drivers door, I climbed up the step, getting into the truck. Shutting my door, I waited for Aric, as he said goodbye to Flinn. Ahhh what a pair those two are.
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I fiddled with my pencil eraser, distracting me from Ms. Rasborn's preach on math. A paper air plane was tossed into the air, crash landing on my desk. What the heck? I looked around the classroom. Looking back at the plane, a signature was signed on the right wing. Connor Anderson. I looked over at him. It was obvious that he was trying not to look back. I unfolded the paper air plane, uncovering a note. My nose wrinkled, as I read the note;
Meet me at my locker after class ;)
I blinked twice, and pinched my arm. And yet the words on the crinkled paper hadn't changed. What could Connor want? He never noticed me before, what was caused, that made him notice me? Dylan! Oh god!
I folded the note, putting it into my binder. "Tabitha!" Ms.Rasborn called, startling me. My eyes flashed, returning her glance. "Yeah?..." I asked, fiddling with my pencil. Did she see the note? Crap. Mom would kill me, if I got a detention. "Would you care to answer the question?" She asked softly. "No mama!" I answered back, swiftly. She glared me down, shouting, "Do not talk back!". I gulped, knowing what was coming next. "Detention! 3 a clock sharp!" I slowly disintegrated in my chair. Shit! Mom's gonna kill me for sure...
I got a few glances from the kids sitting near me. I've never been so embarrassed in my life. God! I grumbled, slouching in my chair. What I'de give for invisibility powers right now! "Looks like someone finally got noticed." Stacy sneered, eyeballing me. I would have fingered her, if it wasn't for Ms.Rasborn. "Attention hore!" Bethany said, as she applied a new layer if lipstick. I bet a million dollars, if Alli Dominique and Chelsi singer, sat near me, they too would have some bitchy remarks to say about me.
