The Guys

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I opened my eyes and found myself sitting on one of the seats in the school bus. I guess it was a dream but thatwas intense. I yawned and looked around the bus. Everyone was chatting happily and was excited for another day at school. I can't believe how I managed to sleep in this wrecked old bus. The seats were busted as usual. Me? I'm sitting at the very end of the bus, the one with four seats. But i'm sitting alone, by myself, in the back, isn't it paradise?! (sarcasm). I looked out the window and took a deep breath, there it is ... My Beautiful Hellhole also known as, school.

My name is Fiona Barber, who goes by the name 'Patato Head'. Because of a one time incident. I was just sitting in my classroom taking notes, just because teacher asked, sorry forced us to do. When suddenly a guy at the back shouted, "Hey! Patato Head! Move a little to your left!". So, everyone laughed and you know what happened next, the whole damned school called me Patato Head.

Back to myself, I have long flowy, silky, beautifu,l wait- i'm not done yet, smooth, puffy, angelic, blonde hair. I have pale green eyes, and a smexy body. If I do say so myself. I wear a hoodie everyday and tie my hair up so that no one will see my flowy, silky, beautiful- you get the point.

I have a lot of friends. Well actually, 6 of them! (acquaintances actually) Isn't that a lot?! I don't know if we are actually real friends or maybe its just me. I have no social account, what for? I have no friends. Well, excluding the 6 guys who always hang out with me. I have no idea why they do. Maybe they finally realized that i am very attractive! But actually no, they only think of me as a guy because I am a Tomboy. Surprised?

The bus stopped and everyone was struggling to leave including me, I mean who wants to stay in this bus right? I went down the schoolbus and sighed, I want to go back home! I looked around and saw everyone in their cliques, their all laughing and playing around. I went into the school building, avoiding eye contact with the other cliques and went straight to my locker.

I opened my locker and took out the books for the next period, when suddenly all the chatting stopped. Everyone was looking at the end of the hallway and I could instantly guessed who everyone had their eyes glued on. I closed my locker and turned around. My guess was right, I saw the popular group walking through the crowd; Ashley, Nathan, Emily and Zack. I just rolled my eyes when Nathan shouted, "Fio!". I ignored him. He ran to me and grabbed my arm.

I turned around and saw a determined Nathan whispering, "After school, same place, I've already invited the others.". I saw Ashley and the popular group looking this way as if they've seen a ghost, her mouth was exactly like in my dream. I smiled evily and nodded to Nathan. He smiled and went back to his group. I saw Ashley and the others getting mad at Nathan. He just rolled his eyes. I giggled.

Serves her right, but I feel sorry for Nathan though... Nahhh I'm sure he'll be ok!

As the popular group walked away, I suddenly remembered about the crowd. Its either walk or get squashed. Without hesitating, I fast-walk and headed to the direction of the classroom. I stopped and saw my arch enemy, Stairs.

So, we meet again Mr.Stairs.

I glared at the stairs waiting for it to make the first move, but when I heard the chatter of highschool girls I knew it was too late. Everything was in slow motion. Now is my chance, I followed my instincts and ran upstairs. I felt proud of myself for overcoming this challenge everyday. I took the last step of the stairs and laughed. I didn't care how I looked, nor how everyone looked at me. 

Wait, everyone is looking at me?! They must have thought I was crazy!

Everyone is either staring or laughing at me. I continued fast-walking. I think my face is probably red by now, I should really stop this habit of mine and I have to try and stop talking like Shakespeare! Suddenly, I felt a tap on my holy shoulder, and I think he/she is making a Rape-Face. I closed my eyes and slowly turned around, hoping it wasn't Mr.Stairs who is urging for revenge.

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