***Cassie's POV***
"Are you kidding me!" Someone yelled. I looked over to see Bambi covered in food.
"Aww Bambi it's like first grade all over again. You always were clumsy." Maddi sneered snapping pics.
I shook my head and decided to go to the courtyard.
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I sat down on an empty concrete slab and leaned against the tree‘s base. I was just sketching in my journal finishing my birdhouse print, occasionally taking a bite out of my apple. When I heard someone sit on the other side of my tree.
I pulled out my phone and decided to Text my online friend. She said she doesn’t like her real name so she goes by Bee or just B. So i think her name starts with a B. Lol.
Me: Hey Bee, started my first day and so far it’s been shit. My shop partner is a total ass, and the shop teacher thought I was in the wrong classroom looking for home ec. Sexist bastard right?
-Beep-
I looked at my phone but there was no message.
I heared shuffling around on the other side of the tree where the stranger was, and heard clicking.
I looked around and realized everyone in the Cafeteria and the Courtyard was on their phone.
I looked down at my vibrating phone.
Bee: I’m so sorry your first day was bad! Mine hasn’t been all rainbows and sunshine either. I had acouple accidents today, and lol Home Ec? Really? Does this guy know nothing about you?
Me: I know right. Home Ec: Abstinence from Sex. Nope, that’s just, nope not me.
I sighed packing up my books and pencils, then i looked at my schedule.
“Science. Great.”
I turned around and nearly walked into Bambi.
“Oh hey I was looking for you today.”
“Yeah well I was desperately trying to clean off this.” She pointed to her extremely stained shirt.
“Here come with me.”
I led her to the student parking lot, and lifted up the seat on my Moped, “Here’s one of my shirts from the other day. I don’t think it’s too dirty.”
“Thanks.” Bambi smiled, “Where are you going next?”
“Science.”
“With who?”
“Anthony Westphal.”
“Oh same here! I’ll show you the way. But come with me to switch shirts." She giggles.
"Alright." I smiled.
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