⭐Four⭐

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°Bianca Alice Parker

Homeroom with Mrs.Alexander had to be a the most boring class ever.

Students whispered to each other while I waited for Emma to arrive to class. We had an exam so everyone was exchanging notes while I sat there looking into space.

The bell rung just as Mrs.Alexander entered the class shutting the door behind herself.

"Quiet down, its test time" she said oddly happily.

No Emma, she must be skipping because of the test. I hate when Emma skips and leaves me to deal with these idiots alone.

The test was a good thirty questions and it wasn't all that difficult. Except number thirteen- I hated number thirteen.

Once the last test paper was taken we all sat in silence. The silence makes me think,about everything.

I don't like to think about everything because sometimes I end up thinking myself into a bad mood.

Soon, the bell rung dismissing us all. The teacher said something but I couldn't hear over the people exchanging the answers they put.

I walked into the hall and looked for Kendall but I couldn't find her face.

It was lunch time and they were no where to be found. Maybe they skipped together and already went to the lunch table.

When I entered the lunch room I couldn't find them. I was officially lost. I didn't want to sit alone. Nor, did I want to sit with someone else that I don't know.

"Bianca" I heard my name being yelled from a familiar voice. I turned to see Nate running in my direction. Annoying Fuck. I put on a fake smile and allowed him to approach me.

"What?" I asked, he looked at me for a second before frowning.

"You don't wanna talk to me do you?" He asked with a little hurt in voice.

"Why do you say that?" I asked

"That smile is faker than Peyton West boobs" I slightly giggled at the mention of Peyton West, she recently got breast injections. "That is a real smile" He slightly smiled.

"Sorry, I'm just looking for someone" I told him.

"Oh" He said before walking away. I ran my hand through my blonde hair and pulled out my phone to call Emma. Voicemail. Great.

I walked to get my lunch and sat down at a table alone.

Nate noticed me but quickly looked away. I slick feel bad for treating him the way I did. I watched him sit down with his girlfriend Tori. Him and his friends Sam, Shawn, Jack,Johnson, and Matt. Matt's a little cutie. They all had girlfriends except Sam. Sam doesn't do relationships. Sam got hoes.

I ate my sandwich and started on my yogurt. Nate turned and we made eye contact for at least three seconds before he looked away to peck Tori's lips.

I looked away and finished my yogurt. Tori and Nate have been together since middle school and they both has cheated on each other. Tori has had an abortion and Nate is a baby daddy. I don't associate with them and you don't have to to know their business.

The bell for us to go to our next class went off and after that class was detention.

When I entered the detention room I dropped my phone in the phone box and sat at a table.

Nate walked through the door just as I sat down and we made eye contact.

He sat at the table farthest from me and his back faced me.

"Okay, you all know the routine" The teacher said before exiting the room.

As soon as he left I walked over to Nate's table.

"Hi" I said as I jumped into a seat there really isn't many people, just Me, Nate, and two other boys that look like lower classman. He didn't even look up to meet my eyes.

"Hey" He said

"Are you okay?" I asked worried that he didn't bother me.

"Yeah" He replied still not making eye contact which was slick aggravating me.

"You can make eye contact" I said quite loudly, the boys looked at me. "What?!" I snapped at the two boys, they quickly looked away with a little fear in their eyes. I looked at Nate who was studying me with his eyes. "I'm sorry" I quietly said looking at my lap.

"Mhm" This bitch just gave me an mhm...okay...

"What's wrong with you?" I asked him begging him with my eyes to tell me.

"I just said okay, goddamn" He stood up from the table and I followed him with my eyes as he grabbed his phone and walked out the door.










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