I rubbed the top of my head, keeping face covered. Rocky gave a playful pout, taking me into her arms and kissing my head while muttering a phrase in Spanish. My fave was still red with embarrassment, watching as Marcus gave a slow clap at my fail.
"Perfect," he stated, trying not to laugh. I could only imagine throwing a chair at him for it.
"Are you ok?" Tatyana asked, a look of concern on her face. I nodded slightly, Rocky still hugging me and stroking my hair.
"I'm fine..." I muttered, sighing softly. At least I don't have a high reputation...
"You sure?" Alan had asked, raising an eyebrow. I just nodded once more, letting out a quiet sigh.
"This poor, Bitch Ass Panda," Rocky muttered, but soon began to grin. "That's my nickname for you. It's official! You're my Bitch Ass Panda!!" She declared as if she found the answer to the universe. I didn't know why, but I felt a smile creeping to my face, despite me always having a look of stoicism.
"Fucking crackhead..." I muttered in a joking way. Hearing Rocky's gasp, I knew exactly what she was going to say.
" Exactly!!" Rocky replied, her chin on the top of my head. "I'm YOUR crackhead."
A snicker slightly escaped from my mouth, but I shrugged and nodded. It's weird how this girl easily acts as of we've known each other forever, despite the fact that we've known each other since this morning.
"Why do you wanna be so close to me already?"
"Because," Rocky responded, covering my eyes. "You're a cool nerd. I need someone to keep me out of trouble, and you need someone to show you how to live a little, ya know?"
"I guess," I shrugged, forcing her hands off of my eyes. "I could use something exciting." I told her, watching Marcus shake his head quickly from afar and mouthing Bad idea! Don't do it! She's trouble!
"Exactly! We could keep each other centered!" Rocky exclaimed, grinning wide than ever. "We're like the Yin-Yang symbol!"
"Sure...I guess." I agreed as the bell rang, grabbing my stuff.
"What class you got?" Rocky questioned, raising a pierced eyebrow.
"Music," I replied. "But you have class with Marcus, so he'll show you your way."
"Noooooo!!!!" Marcus dramatically shouted, dropping to his knees in the middle of the hallway when hearing that.
Rocky looked over at me, her eyebrow raining arched. "You sure I'M the crackhead?"
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You Keep Me Centered
Teen FictionJessica Brooks just started her junior year, hating her school with a passion. She had 3 friends, in which she was with everyday. But everyday felt the same to her, and she itched for something different. That's when Rocky comes along. A punk rock c...
