I walk, side by side, with Ally into our new school, getting stares and whispers thrown our way.
"I can't do this" I mutter stopping in my tracks but Ally forces me to continue. We walk to one of the wings of the school where we are meeting our guide, Mr Surd (co-founder of Weeble Grammar)
"Hello ladies" he grins, revealing his rotten teeth and I wince as I get hit by the stench that he gives off "You must be the new girls?"
We both nod and allow him to take us on a tour of the school. He takes our timetables and begins showing us where our classes are but I decide to ditch the tour.
I wander around for a bit, in a day dream, looking for my locker but am brought back to reality when some douche barges into me knocking my bag onto the floor.
The most embarrassing thing happens- the contents of my bag spill on the floor (including my lady products) and one of my tampons rolls along the corridor. I chase after it but stop when someone puts their foot down over it. I lift my head slowly and my cheeks flush bright red... I look to see who just stopped my rolling tampon and it's the worst possible person- the f*cking hottest guy in the school.
"Sh*t" I whisper under my breath as he reaches down to the floor and picks up my tampon
"I believe this is yours" he announces in a sexy British accent.
I mutter a quick thanks to him and run back, grab my bag, and take off to find Ally.
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"Where did you go Ry? You totally just ditched me with that creep!" She sees my flushed cheeks and watery eyes and asks me what happened.
"Ho-hottest gu-y in schoo-school just g-ot my my tamp-on" I stutter and a look of confusion appears on her face. I take a deep breath to compose myself before starting again, "My tampon just rolled into the hottest guy in the school!" I blurt out, earning a few glances in our direction.
"It what?!" She exclaims, bursting out laughing.
"It's not funny Al!" I grump storming in the other direction.I walk straight towards my first class,English, not bothering to stop when I hear Ally calling my name.
I take a seat near the back and try to keep my head down. The teacher walks into the class and he reminds me of a rat- beady eyes, yeah sticking out- he sits down and begins sorting papers on his desk.
"So, we have a new student in the class" he announces and I'm mortified, "could you please come out and introduce yourself?"
I begin shaking with fear as I take to the front of the class.
"So...I'm Rylie Ramos and umm... Yeah" I stutter as I see the boy from earlier sitting near the front of the class. I blush and run back to my seat.
"This is an advanced English class, Rylie, so we may need more than that" the teacher laughs
I shake my head and he continues with the days lesson, great... Poetry.
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Six Years Of Hell - High School
General FictionThat crazy high school stuff in movies that you're convinced can't be true... all happens here at Weeble Grammer. From vaginas bursting open to being hit by flying condoms at least once a week there's always something happening to keep you entertain...