Monday
"That stupid training class! I had to wake up early yesterday because of Adrian! If it wasn't for that baboon, I would've done the best "me" time ever of all Sundays!" I mutter as I do my make up. The reason the training was postponed was because of Adrian. He just had to something important! I consider Sundays as the day where I eat ice cream, junk food, softdrinks, chocolate, and rewatch all my favourite movies in my bedroom and stay there all afternoon. And now it's Monday, I have to wait all week for all that precious stuff.
When I finally arrive school, I saw a bunch of cheerleaders chatting and laughing with some guy. I looked over to see what nonsense they're into again and found out it was Adrian they're flirting with. I decided to put my headphones on and find my locker.
"Oh, hey Megan!" He calls. I continued walking and ignore him. Unfortunately, he somehow managed to chase me.
"What?"
"Uhhm.. could you help me find my locker?"
"Go ask your girlfriends,"
"What? They're not my girlfriends! In fact I find them quite creepy. Wait, are you jealous?" He asked with that smug smile of his.
"No! Look Adrian, I'm sort of busy right now, so... I gotta go," I walked past him but he just pulled me back.
"Look, Mrs. Baxter told me that you're assigned as my helper for the day. You're supposed to tell me where my classes are and introduce the school to me!"
"Ugh! Fine!"
So I told him where his locker is and fortunately it's WAY far from mine. Just then, I saw Noah and Zack walking towards the canteen.
"Guys, wait up!"
"Wazzup Megan! BTW, what happened to you last Saturday? You just dissapeared together with Adrian, then when Adrian came back, he told me you had to go home. Are you okay?" Zack asked worriedly.
"Uhmm.. yeah. I'm fine. Just got sick from the rides." Then I tried to change the topic. "Wow. Cinammon rolls? I didn't know they served cinnamon rolls at the canteen!"
There goes Adrian looking lost.
"Yo, Adrian! Over here!" I yelled
Me and my friends ate and chatted until the bell rang and I led Adrian to his class.
"You're first class is B-biology?" I say nervously.
"Uhmm... yeah, why?"
"We're in the same class!"
Could this day get any worse!
So we go inside the classroom, and everyone stared at us like we killed someone.
Great. Were late.
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"Alright students, as you know we're going to have a pair project about our current lesson: Cells. I want you to do a simple presentation about how cells work on our body. The more creative your presentation is, the higher marks will be given." Ms. Pelligrino says. Ugh honestly I hate her as a teacher. She's one of those types who make everything else boring.
She picks up a jar with rolled up little peices of paper. We all know what those are. Inside that jar of mystery is all our name written on each of the paper. She picks two strips of paper, and whoever's name is wrtten, will be paired up. The class exchange nervous glances as she picks them up.
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No Ordinary
Teen FictionShe's Megan Kent. She's got the looks, the brains and every boy falls for her. But she has a secret. She is the daughter of the head of the SWAT team. In short, she is no ordinary teenage girl you'd expect. As she's the youngest SWAT agent, she is...
