Bailey
Walking down the halls to find my locker. It says here, that my number is 666. I'm just kidding, the number is 398. While walking, I saw a girl looking at me angrily, I think I saw her when I'm with Ken.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here? A little slut. You know that boy is mine right? That blonde boy with green eyes. Kid, listen to your queen." The fuck? Stop. "He's my brother bitch," her eyes widened as I raised my middle finger for her to know that she's not welcome to my friends list. "And, he has a girlfriend." I added and pushed her out of my way.
While walking, I saw four guys blocking my locker. "Um, excuse me," I said as a galaxy colored hair boy looked at me. He just looked at me and focus in his friends. He's a dickhead so I stomped on his foot. "Ow- what's your problem?!" He asked me. "Get out of my way before I kick your balls." I said sternly as the boys and him walked away.
After getting all what I need, I walked to my first class which is Math. The door says that is Mrs. Liz Hemmings' room. Wow, nice name. I walked in and I saw the whole class is looking at me awkwardly, I ignored the weirdness around and just go to find a vacant seat. I found one beside a big window, a perfect spot for me. I took out my phone and inserted the earphones on my ear.
A few minutes later listening to Nirvana, the teacher came in. "Good morning class, my name is Liz Hemmings and you can call me Mrs. Hemmings, I'll be your teacher for the whole school year." She said and sat on her chair. She's 25 minutes early.
"Sorry I'm late." A boy with blonde hair and lip piercing barged in the room. "Your late again, take your seat." Mrs. Hemmings said and the boy took the seat beside me.
"Since I all know the students, except for the new one beside the window." She commanded me to stand up and introduce myself. I stood up and go in front.
"Uh, um- I am Bailey Anderson, I'm from Florida and now I live here." I said and go back to my seat. I'm kinda shy there.
(inside out fellas -a/n)
We answered bunch of seat works, and when I'm done, I took out my phone and checked my messages.
From: Bryce
I miss you :(
To: Bryce
Skype later? xx
That guys is only my bestfriend. I'm not allowed to have one until I graduated college (a boyfriend ok). I felt my phone buzz and saw Bryce's name flashed on the screen.
From: Bryce
Ok :)
"So you're the one stomped on Michael's foot." The boy beside me said. "Uhh, yea? Why?" I asked shyly. "Nothing. Just be alert." He said and continued answering the seat work. Alert? Alert of what? Man, this guy is weird.
Galaxybug
Choo choo! I just watched disney's inside out soooooo.. tata!
