Bad Girl Wearing Glasses

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Alexia's POV

I'm still not sure why school has to start this early. I have wandered that for 10 years. Now I am in year 9 and it is 6:30. School starts in 2 hours. Here I am writing down the pros and cons of going to school. So far the pros are winning. Damn. Why do I even have to go to school, I don't learn anything anyway. But, I have to keep a good report card or university won't accept me. Ugh. Well, looks like school it is. However, the teachers should expect hell from me today. I heard a buzz coming from my wardrobe where I threw my phone this morning.

From King laughalot:
At your house in half hour. Bus coming in hour. Stop debating with yourself. You must go to school.

To king laughalot:
How did you guess??

From king laughalot:
Umm... I looked into my crystal ball duh.

To king laughalot:
Ahh Mark... When can I see it?

From king laughalot:
Half hour got in my bag.

I unwillingly got dressed at a speed that made a sloth look like a formula 1.
I heard the doorbell ring just in time to walk downstairs.
"Hey how are you doing?" Asked Mark as he let himself into my house. I grumbled a weird sound in response. "Let me look into my crystal ball to see your mood. Give me your hand." He commanded as he put a loose marble on my kitchen table. I gave him my hand as he put in a very hard thinking concentrating face. "Ummmm ummmm ummmm... I sense a great deal
of idontwanttogotoschoolsotheteachersbetterwatchout." He said very fast in one breath.
"You are amazing. Here." I said passing him a 10cent coin.
"Yes. Good job Mark. I'm gonna keep it because I'm saving up for a car. 10 cents down, 24999 dollars and 90 cents to go." I burst out laughing. I'm not sure it was even that funny. He just seemed so proud of himself. He's such a weirdo. Sometimes I wonder why he does the stuff he does. Once him and I climbed through a detention window because he wanted a slushy. He even had a screwdriver in case.
"Ralton emailed us schedule. What do you have today?" I asked. Mr. Ralton was our grade coordinator for this year. I better find his office during homeroom today because I'm gonna be spending many lunchtimes there.
"Uh, science and tech. Then normal math and then extension math. What kind of bad luck is that? Well then I have history but I got Miss Norman so I will be not working at all."said Mark. Oh wow what a bad day. Double math. Oh that's terrible. I hope Miss Norman is ready for him because he is going to be interesting.
"Oh I got music, my favourite elective. Then PE. Then extension math with you. Then english advanced. Then end the day with geography." I like my day. Except for the school part. But for school it is good.
"What will you be doing during homeroom?" I asked him.
"I'll be finding Ralton's office. Care to join me?" We usually ditched class together. It's not fair if one of us has to sit though detention. Either we both get detention or neither of us do. It is a bit unfair on Bella who in a week will have to at least sit through one lunchtime without us. She usually just comes and sits with us in detention. Old Man Rodley won't notice. He sits out the front and sleeps most of the time. Me and Mark gave him his nickname Old Man Rodley and now that is his name.
"Who is your homeroom?" Asked Mark giving me a break from his terrible humming.
"I dunno," I said opening my laptop to the timetable, "Someone called DN."
"I'm stuck with Weasley." Weasley is a nickname for a teacher whose real name is Mrs Granger. So coincidental. Weasley has really red hair that flys in many directions. She also has freckles. I also think her clothes are hand-me-downs, from her great-grandmother.
My phone buzzed in my pocket and Bella texted me.

From Bells:
I'm feeling bad. Care to join me in the seniors car park for homeroom?? I have McDonalds.

To Bells:
I'd be delighted to. C u soon. Btw I'm guessing M got an invitation??????

M is Mark. We are so lazy when we text that we just say the first letter of our names.

From Bells:
Ask him if he wants a hash brown of pancakes.

"You want pancakes or hash browns? We are having homeroom in the car park with Bella who has Maccas." His eyes lit up when he heard the morning that me and Bella planned.
"Both."

To Bells
Both. He wants both.

The bus ride was pretty uneventful exempt for when it didn't pick up Miss Wannabe-as-popular-as-me. That was hilarious. She was chasing it, then it picked her up. Well some stories don't have happy endings I guess. Except her hair and make up was messed up and me and Mark absolutely died laughing.

We arrived at school and well, it was school. There were new year 7's whose mum's cried and the kids tried to act cool but they were obviously nervous. Year 10 were like " yeah I'm a senior now yay." Im now the oldest in middle school. Year 9. Should be a walk in the park. I read an overview of the subjects we would be studying once and it sounds pretty lame. Me and Mark walked with swag through the gates only to find that the news of our morning tea had spread and everyone wanted to come with us. One look from me shut them up and they sulked off.
"Bells!" I yelled into the seniors car park.
"Lexie!" She yelled back. I walked to her with Mark on wannabe guard. I found him surrounded by girls desperately trying to join us. Then some of the macho guys took advantage of my vulnerability and tried to i don't know be my boyfriend of something. Some of them looked alright, but pranking people, school, and music were all I could manage on  my schedule. With some workout sessions in the gym, where the same guys were all they within 10 minutes of me starting. Ugh. Boys.
"How have you been? " I asked Bell.
"Good. How are Marks fan club?" She and I shared a laugh as the bell went and the girls that followed him everywhere went off to class sadly not making a good impression.
As he walked over I kept laughing as his disgusted look turned into a laugh as well.
"They seem like fun." I said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.
The three of us were enjoying our maccas when a mum and two kids who looked our age walked past us, gave us a quizzical look and bustled off towards the office.
"Who are they?" Mark asked.
"Transfers from England. They are Veronica's cousins. Mitchell and Jessica. Very smart. He seems like you, Lex." Said Bella. She always new everything and some things before they happened. She had more spy's than the queen of England.
"Ralton. 3 o'clock." Mark warned. Damn. In trouble already. That's a record.
"Alexia Harigon. Mark Tiress. Isabella Marley. Who else would eat McDonalds during Homeroom on the first day. A nice lady reported you. All of you can have detention today." His voice boomed through the car park. I looked at him and for some reason burst out laughing. He looked like murdering me. Which only made me laugh harder. Then he turned red. Oh my god this is hilarious. I picked up my bag and walked to class still laughing, followed by Mark and Snow(bella looks like Snow White so I call her snow). School started good, until I walked in my classroom and the teacher from my timetable which only shows their initials stood there at the front looking furious and I recognised him too well.
It was my father.