It was Sunday afternoon when I was sitting in art class. I sit in the front on the left of Mr. Lordan's desk. I sit alone cause you know no one likes me so... Yea. I raised my hand to go to the bathroom and as I did Alisha Trenster threw a crumpled piece of paper at me. (Of course Mr. Lordan didn't see it) I picked it up and opened it under my desk so no one saw it. I read it and Alisha and her (what I call) "bitchs" all laughed silently. Then I crumpled it back up and threw it on the ground. Of course Mr. Lordan saw that and told me to stay after class. So I did and Alisha stayed too, but not because he found out she threw it or anything but because she was talking to him about are project that's due next week. She only asked him about it because she likes the way he talks and how deep his voice is.(he's from somewhere in Europe) Mr. Lordan is a tall man with dark hair and glasses. Alisha is a tall light brown haired girl who thinks she's so much better then every else. But all the guys love her because she's slept with probably half the guys in West Minster High.
