I hate the bad boy

Part 3

I finally managed to get both me and Chris to school on time. We are almost always late but not today suckers!

I dropped Chris off at Mrs. Raynold's class and then headed up to the high school. again. fun.

"Jeunoe!"
I hear Margo's voice behind me
"there you are! are you okay?"

"What?" I asked

"We were hoping that maybe you had recovered from what happened yesterday." Said Nathan beside Margo "We know how long you can hold a grudge. and that was pretty tramatic yesterday."

"Sooooooooo," Margo made her words drawl on endlessly "Hooows it gooooin'"

I smiled at Margo "You sound drunk"

"There she is!" exclaimed Nathan

we talked until the first bell sounded and me and Margo headed to math, Nathan heading to english.

Mr. Corny Hadn't come back to town since yesterday. good.
Instead, in his place, there was a girl who looked fresh out of college. she didn't look much older than us. probably the reason why all the boys were crowding her desk and showing off muscles and hair. blah. boys.

Then the late bell rang.
"Okay class, since Mr...um...since your teacher has left on such short notice without any directions, you can all sit wherever you like, and as long as you all keep the talking to a minimum, you can whisper and...stuff..."

Nobody cared that this teacher didn't seem to know what she was doing, so me and Margo headed to a cluster of open desks in the farest corner from the sub. We sat down and started talking about the most random things.

"So... do you like my new heels?" Margo asked pulling her leg up to show off her new cork wedges "I got them on sale at Ross. You should go there! wear something other than black for a change!"

"You know how I like to dress." I replied with a look that made Margo laugh for some reason.

"You should come with me after school today. we could take Chris with us, or I could drop him off at my house for my brother to babysit. Y'know, male bonding and that sorta stuff." Me and Margo both knew that my mother wouldn't be able to take care of him. or even agree to. all that she ever did for us was leave a 50 dollar bill on the counter every Sunday and let me and Chris fend for ourselves. and I couldn't just leave Chris at home alone. HE could be waiting for me to do something like that.

"Sorry," I said "But you know me and Chris always go for ice cream on Fridays. I Promised!"

"Come on," said Margo " We could all go get ice cream at the orange leaf! It would be fun! And-"
Margo suddenly cut herself off.

"What?" I questioned. Margo NEVER stopped talking. not unless she knew that I was upset. Or when she's scared. and I wasn't all that upset at the moment......

I follow Margo's gaze to see the new kid, in his regular black leather attire, coming into the class late. when he realized that the teacher wasn't paying any attention he, to my horror, started towards me and Margo with his eyes set on the desk beside me. wonderful.

"This seat is saved." I said and placed my binder in the desk chair. hopefully he would get the classic message of GO AWAY WEIRDO! NOBODY WANTS YOU HERE! But of course, with my luck.....

"Well, their butt isn't in the chair, so they can kiss my ass if they want to sit in MY seat." he grabbed my binder and put it back onto my desk. Did he just sass me? oh HELL NAW!
I'm about to give this kid a taste of PMS but Margo beats me to it.
"We really want you to move." she said in a voice that was surprisingly sweet for an angry Margo. But the kid didn't seem to want to move. not good.
"Will you please get it through your thick head that we don't want you sitting beside us?" She said it in the kind of sweet voice that someone not hearing the actual conversation would think that she was actually being nice to him. but when Margo used a fake sweet voice, she was even more scary. Margo made one of the most popular girls in the school scared of all of us. when she gets this way, you could tell that Margo was mad, but she was controlled. cool, calm, and calculating. she could be a baby Regina George if she wasn't so nice to me and Nathan.