Clara's
After that first period fiasco, Raven has Zee and I on tight leashes. I mean she should be the one on the leash I mean she started the whole thing! After 1st period we all went our separate ways I was heading towards the girls locker room because right now I have Dance. As I approached the locker rooms I heard a lot of whispers.
"Yeah I heard she and her sister totally took down Buttercup and her sisters!"
"Well with that attitude they'll be at the bottom of the food chain!" I rolled my eyes, some people take social status way to seriously, Soon enough I found my dance locker and changed into a pair of grey sweats and socks with a green and black crop top. Today was hip hop that was perfect because I didn't have any ballet clothes anyway. As I closed my locker I walked into the dance studio, it was freaking huge a wall with giant mirrors with a bar in front of it but it looked like a regular dance studio except from the enormous amounts of trophies everywhere. I was so zoned out I didn't even notice someone had walked right behind me.
"Hey Clara" I screamed as I turned around about to chop the person in half it was Brute. I clutched my heart.
"My god I need to put a bell on you or something!" All she did was chuckle.
"I heard what you and your sisters did today. You guy got balls, I'm impressed." I simply shrugged.
"There not all that tough if you think it about it." She shrugged her shoulders and began looking around the room for someone she got excited when she saw him.
"Oh Clara you've got to meet this kid! Fred over here!" I look to where she was looking. I saw this kid who was beyond beautiful. He had an 8 pack with clear skin. He had a piercing in his top right ear he had piercing green eyes and black hair with black hair that kind of covered his eyes, he was wearing black sweats with combat boots and a green tank top.
"Hi Brute...whose this?" Brute smiled.
"This is my new friend Clara Bennett, she just moved here from South Carolina with her sisters." He smiled at me, I felt a blush coming over my face.
"Well how do you do? I'm Freddie Johnson but you can call me Fred ; I'm the middle kid out of two brothers." I smiled.
"I'm sorry but you remind me a little of Butch Jojo." He scoffed and rolled his eyes.
"That joker? That's an insult, but since it came from you I'll let it slide." I raised a brow as he began laughing.
"Speaking of jokers, look what couple just walked into the room." Brute said while nodding her head towards the door, the three of us looked over and saw Buttercup and Butch coming through the door, Buttercup was dressed in booty shorts and a black tank top that stopped under her boobs.
"Talk about bad quality." I muttered, they snickered.
"Well it's best I keep out of their line of view, they already don't like me as it is." I said. Fred smirked.
"Well from what I've been hearing, you were amazing today and put that bitch in her place." Now is when I actually blushed. Soon enough the teacher walked in it was an African American man with a little posse behind him, he looked like a cool dude.
"Alright folks my name is DJ. I have a full name but that's too much for right now and I have a reputation to uphold in this place anyway here's today's lesson, most of you know the dance musical is coming up, and auditions are soon. This is a big year for the dance department, instead of doing that swan lake crap we're going to do STEP REVOULUTION!" The whole room cheered, DJ held up his hands.
"Not only that but we even have some tech people coming over to do a documentary on you guys and the dancing part of this school!" The class if possible got even more excited.
