I Just Don't Fit In

CHAPTER THREE: Fuck-Tard

After an hour of pissing off the ol' bat, who's name I can never seem to remember, spit balling, and just being plain obnoxious, the bell finally rang. Thank the heavens.

Walking out the class, not before 'accidentally' knocking over the ol' bats coffee, my attention is soon being centered on where the ladies room is; which is crowded with teaches and students. You can be living in Australia and you could hear the shouts of profanities and what not coming from inside the ladies room.

Looks like my plan went well, too well. Before going to class I may or may not have put glue on the toilets seats. And its not just any glue, nope. It's super glue; the best in keeping things together, like butt cheeks and a toilet seat. Just imagine trying to do your business only to discover your glued to the toilet seat. You have no idea how to get off and have no choice but to call for enforcement - meaning that people will be seeing your private parts.

Fucking hilarious, if you ask me.

I silently laugh at my master piece, some of the other students are enjoying the little incident as well. I walk past them and make my way to my next class. This is actually the only class that I can never get away with much, even tardy. All thanks to three Princess that I so happen look like. We all have AP Calculus together and is the only class where I have all three of them or any of them.

AP Calculus?! I know, shocking. But I never said anything about being stupid, I just don't like school work or anything that involves school in general. I just keep my grades high enough to satisfy my parents.

Just as I am about to walk in, the bell rings. I ignore the teachers glare along with my sisters penetrating gazes and just enter the room, walking to the back of the room.

As I past by some of my sisters friends, sticks out their foot to try and trip me.

Which I returned with, "my middle finger salutes you, orangutan ass looking face." With that I kick their feet out of the way, as they hiss in pain.

The whole class - except the idiots who I told off and my sisters - with laughter. Ms. Jones - the teacher - turns beet red with anger and screams 'detention' to the whole class except for my sisters and their friends. Whatever.

I flop down onto my seat, glaring at the front of the class. Soon all my sisters are sitting near me. Scarlett to my left, Argent on the other side and Lilac in the front of me. Each are waiting for me to say something; I choose to ignore them and just stare at Ms. Jones teaching something about structure or whatever it is.

Lilac is the first to speak up, "that was uncalled for Sapphire, there were other ways to avoid the situation."

I roll eyes and just continue to ignore them.

"Now you just landed yourself with detention, and its not something to be proud of," Argent quips and I hold in my urge to argue with her about how it was all worth it. I continue to ignore them.

Suddenly, Scarlett jabs my side with her pencil and yelp out loud getting everyone's attention.

"Is there a problem, Ms. Sage?" The teacher asks, looking a little ticked off.

"Which one?" We all simultaneously ask.

I turn to Scarlett, "jinx! You owe me money." Argent does the same to Lilac and we high five afterwards. Lilac mutters something about 'immature teenagers'.

Ms. Jones clears her throat, "you Sapphire. But it seems your perfectly fine so, refrain yourself from interrupting."

She turns back to the board and I took the liberty of flipping her off; earning a few laughs from the kids who saw.