"Bye Jem." Lacy waves.
"Bye Lacy." We are going separate ways because she is going to gym, and I'm going to Mrs. Jess because I'm a Teacher Assistant as my forth period.
Sadly my fifth is gym, so I'm not in the same class as Lacy until sixth period, which is last.
I walk to the bathroom and start to fix my hair, seeing how TA's don't have to be in class until five minutes after class starts. This is so they can get papers, or as I like to call it, Fix my Face.
I take a makeup remover wipe out of my makeup bag, and remove the mascara under and above my eyes, then fix my eyelashes.
I put everything back into my school bag and sling it over my shoulder, then walk out of the bathroom.
I scowl. "What are you doing here Mark."
Mark is a TA for Mr. Robertson, the Algebra teacher and sadly, it's this period too. Not to mention, we dated in freshmen year, and he broke my heart when I found him cheating on me with a girl I didn't know then, yet now I know her as Kaitlin.
"I feel bad for what I did to you, and I want to make it up to you by taking you to prom."
I ignore him, and start walking away towards Mrs. Jess' room. He follows me.
"Just hear me out!" He grabs my right arm.
I wince in pain, even though he didn't grab me that hard. It's because of that.
I glare back at him. "Let.Go." I growl.
His eyes widen, and his grip loosens.
I start to walk towards Mrs. Jess' room again, then stop. A boy with curly brown hair is looking at me, carrying books. I scowl at him the turn on my heel and walking into the classroom.
Mrs. Jess nods and smiles at me as I sit at the TA desk that's beside hers. I look at the desk, and a neon green sticky note is on a stack of papers saying- Grade Me!
I get the answer sheet and start to grade the papers, as Mrs. Jess starts to teach the class on animal Diogamy.
I finish just as the bell ring indicating the end of period four. I put the graded papers on Mrs. Jess' desk, grab my bag and head to the gym.
I spot Lacy and walk up to her. She hands me a water bottle, and gives me the look.
"Is it that bad?" I ask.
Then she mutters one of the words I hate most.
"Dodgeball."
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The Bad Boy Gave Me a Black Eye
Teen FictionImagine your life be perfect, then suddenly you loose everything in a blink of an eye. The ones who love you, the ones who would listen to you rant, and the ones who would comfort you. It's all gone. Then after forever, you see someone from the past...
