In history class Jordan had gotten called to the office so I had been stuck sitting next to Cecily.
"I wouldn't get to attached I mean people don't tend to stick around for to long when your in the picture" she shot at me
"Do ya mind I'm trying to work on my study guide" I said trying not to let her get a reaction out if me.
"It's a matter of time before he will realize that he doesn't wanna spend the rest of his life with a girl who doesn't do anything but moap around in a big hoodie and listen to her music." She looked at me with a smirk and gave a little "hmph" as she turned back around to continue painting her nails while Mr Mead handed out date sheet which listed the dates of upcoming test, quizzes, or projects. He handed one out every Friday because all test were on Mondays. He then told us make sure that we are fully studied and prepared and if shown that multiple people had difficulties during the test he would schedule retakes. It was then that Jordan walked in. I had already told Mr Mead about Jordan but Mr Mead was still surprised when he walked in. Jordan gave him the pass and found an empty seat in the front he turned around like he was looking for me. Then when he did see me in the back he gave me a small smile and turned back around.
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When history was over I found Jordan waiting for me in the hall."Was Cecily painting her nails??" He asked me pure confusion on his face
"Yep, that's her typical Friday history class."
My answer seemed to make him laugh. Then I couldn't help my curiosity I had to ask.
"What went down in the office?"
"Nothing" he replied "just asking about stuff like are my classes OK and I'm I adjusting well to the new school."
"Well are you?"
I was shocked to hear his answer
"I have a lot more friends here then I did at my old school."
"Really" I managed to mutter out in my surprise " I'm more than you had there but your so smart and funny and an amazing artist btw."
"Let's just say you have your barbie doll here and I had a Ken doll there"
We both started laughing at the fact that we were talking about dolls. Then the Bell rang and a new thought came up we're gunna be late to Mr mundanes class.
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RandomMarcella wishes just to be ignored for people to no longer judge her for her life to go back to normal or to at least just be happy but as days go on she wonders will her wishes ever come true or will her wishes change to something she never imagined