So Mr. Maristella and I are officially ready to have sign ups for glee club. He's gonna have us make an announcement about it on Monday.
Rod didn't come to school today (Friday) cuz yesterday he kissed me and I kicked his lil balls. Like damn you already have a girlfriend. Kiss her. Not your boss.
Maristella assigned me to write the first practice song. I heard ever since we lost our glee club the Champs PA one got better.
Did I tell y'all about my good friend, Cherry Aguilar? I think I haven't. She's smart sometimes but she laughs at basically everything. That's kinda my favorite part about talking to her.
Anyways back at home I'm trying to figure out the first few lines of the song for class. Morgan and Audrey are sitting on the couch together watching reruns of the Kardashians.
I'm sitting on the massage chair right next to the couch.
"What are you even doing?" Audrey asks me.
"I'm trying to write a song for glee club."
"I remember when I was in the glee club," Morgan states. "All we did was talk about our classes and do homework for an hour and 45 minutes."
"That's homework club, ditzoid," Audrey said. Audrey always insults Morgan when she's being dumb, but Morgan's too stupid to understand.
Audrey had an idea. "Maybe we can help write your song."
"Oh yeah. How?"
"We gotta think of random words and see how we can put it into a song. I mean isn't that how rappers come up with songs." Audrey was basically a half genius at the moment.
While Morgan was blurting out words that are too random for a song, Audrey and I wrote something we came up with.
This song was ok. I'm not saying it's the best cuz it's really not the best song. But it was ok.
I had Marissa read it the next day.
"I didn't know you had such an artistic mind."
"Audrey wrote it with me."
"Ah, I understand now."
The lyrics were:
The girls sing:
Leather jackets...I wear that.
My classes...I slay that.
Your food... I take that.
Your boyfriend...I do that.(I swear this song isn't about me.)
The guys sing the boy version.
You idiots should be able to understand that.
Ugh. It's Monday.
When I walked into the kitchen I saw Morgan, Audrey, Jack, Tristan, and Dad sitting in the table.
"Morning bitches." I greeted.
"Morning Jen" they all said one by one.
I pushed Morgan out of my chair and sat down eating my French toast and orange juice. Morgan just got back up laughing. She reminds me of Cherry. Only dumber.
My dad is the most annoying person to talk to in the morning.
"Jen, you should get ready to leave. The bell rings in 15 minutes and the ride to school takes 5. Get your uniform on."
"Dad, I only need to wear my shoes and jacket. I'm already wearing my shirt and pants and I already combed my hair and shit. Let me eat in peace for once."
"15 minutes, Jen." Audrey always held that against me.
"Fine, you annoying little bitches." I stomped out of the room and put my boots on and got my leather jacket and got my backpack and saw Marissa's car waiting for me.
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