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As I walked out of my 4th period class I was mentally preparing myself for my 3rd block Language Arts class. (a.k.a. the worst/best class of the day) As I walked into Mr.Goodwin's class, one of the "skaters" Beau walked in right in before me. The tall boy in front of me had long brown hair and blue eyes. He turned around and looked at me. God he was cute.
"Hey, Michaela," he said.
"Hi," I said in return.
As he turned around I felt something press into my back. Bailey was pushing her notebook into my back with a big smile on her face. Bailey was full figured with olive colored skin. She had glasses and a smile full of braces.
As I turned back around to walk to my seat. I see Roy already sitting sitting in his seat in the back of the classroom. I take my seat two desks in front of Roy and one desk in front of Beau. I watch Bailey go back to her seat. The desk to the the left of Roy's beside Savi.
After about a half an hour into class, I hear giggles behind me. I turn around and Beau, Roy, and Bailey are laughing looking straight at me. I know its going to be had before I ask.
"What?" I said. Beau looks away from me as I ask, Roy kept looked at me and shook his head.
"I'll tell you after class," Roy said. I nodded and turned back around to my desk. A couple of times during class I heard my name mentioned but I chose to ignore it. The rest of the class time went by slowly with the anticipation of what Roy was about to tell me. Then I was interrupted in the middle of my thoughts.
"The rest of the class time is yours," Mr.Goodwin said.
I turn around in my seat to look at Roy. Beau, Bailey, and Roy where already staring at me. I took a deep breathe and prepared for the worse.
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Would you Rather?
Non-FictionMichaela, a 13 year old student at Northwood Academy, lived a simple life before some skaters enter her life.