Your Time Is My Time

Creating A Bond

"Move people, move!" I screamed, squeezing through the crowd of kids scrunched in the hallway.

I ran down the hallway from my locker to class, holding my books in one hand, and my life in the other. That before I trip and fall. "Whoa! In such a hurry.." I hear, as their voice fades away. I sped so fast, I almost lost my balance.

I'm Caitlin, the girl with blonde hair, a tang top with a hoodie, a pair of skinny jeans, and flats. I love to sing, (not that it matters..)

I ran into a few people and just pushed them out of the way. "Move people, move! I've got class just like the rest of you morons!" Yes, I am vicious and cruel. But who gives a fuck.

I turn to see Justin. My middle school buddy. He doesn't give a shit if I cuss. He does the damn same. Yep, I cuss like hell. But like I said, who gives a fuck?

"Justin!" I say, putting my hand up before I smack into his chest. "That's my name, don't wear it out." I rolled my eyes and pushed his shoulder playfully. "Oh please, maybe if I called you fuckface, you'd still say that." He smiled.

"I wouldn't return the favor. We all know you could beat my ass any day, Caitlin." I grinned. Knowing he was slightly scared of me made me proud.

"Wait, you basically let me win this, am I hearing you correctly?" I smiled, he laughed.

"Nope, you need hearing aides." I looked at the ground and snorted. "Just let me get to class, I bet the bell could ring any minute."

"Yo, I'm late to all my classes, I got other things to do than work." I smiled. "Fine, see you after class." Justin called out.

I gathered my books and dragged my way into the classroom. I scrunched my nose up, looking the board, and pulled my bag with me towards my chair.

"Alright, students. I am Miss. Howard." She wrote her name on the board. No wonder it says MISS. Howard, the guy couldn't stand her smell.. I laughed at my own thoughts. Realizing they must have heard me.

Oops. I smiled and waved. "Heh..Hi everyone..."