10) Why Did I Miss Poptart Again?

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*Lyrics*

Heart Attack by Demi Lovato

•Pardon my defenses

•cuz I don't wanna fall in love

•never said yes to the right guy

•like you, make me wanna act like a girl, paint my nails and wear purfume

•But when it comes to you I'm beer good enough

•Yes you, make me so nervous that I just can't hold your hand.

•if I ever did that, I think I'd have a heart attack.

•When you come around I get parolized.

•and every time I try to be myself, it comes out wrong like a cry for help.

•You make me go, but I cover up won't let it show.

•Yeah, there's no one else to blame

•I think I'd have a heart attack

*End of Lyrics*

May 9th, 2013

Remember how Kevin kept repeating Jo's name until she answered him for something stupid?

Yeah this whole thing is pissing me off.

"Okay we don't have many days where we do nothing correct?" my math teacher nodded.

We nodded in agreement.

"Okay we'll today we're doing nothing. You can visit or work on other work but I do want you in a seat."

A lot of people moved around which left me by myself, doodling on my notebook.

"Hey." Cam said, coming to sit by me.

"Oh hey." I smiled. Cam was a really nice, shy girl.

"I'm going to sit with you okay?"

I nodded.

Once Cam sat by me, he did it again.

"Cam! Cam! Cam. Cam. Cam...Cam! Hey Cam!" Kevin kept calling.

I gripped onto my pencil tighter. This is at least the third time he's done this to me. And I can't exactly explain why it bothered me?

It just seemed he wanted to run it in that he was paying attention to everyone but me.

"What?" she finally said.

"We're...uh still like doing that literature review together right?" he asked.

"Yeah." she said as if it was purely obvious.

"Right um, okay." he said then dropped the statement.

Cam turned around, giggling to herself.

"That was weird."

"Yeah." I agreed.

Not really.

"Huh?" she asked.

"Oh um, nothing." I shook my head. Damn, I was speaking my thoughts again.

Soon at the table it was Cam, Hondo, Jacob, and I at my table.

"Hey so when do you leave?" Jacob asked.

"Saturday." I said, telling the date I leave for X-Factor.

"Oh cool. Did you tell Ms. Ketch?" he said.

She went to the restroom.

I shook my head.

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