emo anorexic freaks

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after the longest calculus test of my life, I ran to my locker down the hall, locker number 1234. the easiest locker number to remember. I spun the dial. 6-12-9 open. I put my books in my locker and shut it and  turned on my heels and downstairs to the cafeteria. I ran up to the door and then slowed into a walk, because the stupid hall monitor. I walked inside and to the table in the back corner that was occupied by 2 people playing paper football. they are such weirdos.

"geeks" I said to Legacy and Beau.

"you are just jealous because you suck at this game" Legacy teased sticking her tongue out at me.

"I don't suck, I am just out of practice." I said smirking. Beau rolled his eyes. when he went to flick the piece of paper, I hit his arm and messed up his shot.

"Desiree:1 Beau:0" I said.

"what's up emo anorexic freaks? how are you doing? wait...I don't care" Maleya Campbell said behind us. her 2 groupies laughed

"grow up Maleya. we are not anorexic or emo. no matter how many times you say it." I said.

"whatever" she said walking to her table which is conveniently in front of ours. (note my sarcastic tone). she sits with all of the populars, who make fun of us too. "somebody, throw them bread" she said and everybody laughed. we ignored her and kept playing paper football until 5th period.

after school, I drove to work. I work at Levis. my shift ends at 7. I drove the 20 minutes to the mall.

I was driving home after work, exhausted from yelling at foreign people saying "NO YOU WONT FIT IN A SIZE 1!" when they are like 400 pounds. I pulled into my driveway and grabbed my backpack and my paycheck out of the passenger seat and walking to the front door. I unlocked it. I heard the TV on so my brother must be home. I walked into the living room. he was crashed on the couch. I  ran upstairs and set my stuff down. I opened up my desk drawer and grabbed my air horn and ran back downstairs. I tiptoed over to the couch and blew it in his ear. his eyes shot open as he rolled off the couch. my brother Diego everyone. give it up for him.

"DEZ! IM GONNA MURDER YOU!" he yelled. he jumped over the couch ninja style and  grabbed me. he turned around and fell on the ground so I wouldn't hit the ground and be crushed by his 6'2 stature. when we were both on the ground, he rolled over so he was on top of me and he sat on me. he started tickling me. everybody knows that I am ticklish. "not so funny now is it!" he said

"okay okay I give!" I screamed. he stopped and sat back, still sitting on me. "now get off of me!" I said out of breath.

he got off of me and grabbed my hand to help me up. "thanks!" I said sarcastically.

my phone rang:

"hello?" I said.

"be over in 10" Legacy said

"why?"

"we are going to a party...bye!" she said and hung up.

I hung it up and stared at it.

"what's up?"

"apparently I am going to a party."

"CAN I COME!?" he said jumping up and down.

"I guess"

''YES!" he screamed and ran downstairs.

exactly 10 minutes later, El (my nickname for Legacy) walks through the front door with a makeup set. we got ready upstairs in my bathroom. while I did my makeup, she got dressed. she put on really tight black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, a leather jacket, and her combat boots. my makeup was my usual. black eyeliner, foundation, and mascara. I walked through my room and into my closet. I grabbed my ripped jean shorts, and my tank top that says 'WILD' on it and my green vans. I got dressed and put on my green vans. they were my signature. they were the only pair of shoes that I owned. Legacy did her hair and makeup. foundation, mascara, lip gloss. she ran a brush through her hair and she was ready to go. I quickly straitened my hair and brushed my teeth. I put on my favorite kind of lip balm. yes. lip balm. not lip gloss. I looked at myself in the mirror. I thought I looked pretty good. I grabbed my keys and walked downstairs with El, and Diego was already down there, wearing a white t-shirt, green vans, and baggy jeans. we walked out the front door and I locked it behind us.

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so you guys like my brother Diego? I know I do (; sorry, the next chapter is short but please post comments!!!

                                                              haylee xoxo

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