Twenty One Reasons To Love Yourself

Reason 1: You're Prefect

Reason 1:

False alarm guys, false alarm. Don't call the cops. Yet.

I'm actually not sure if he would have killed me because I ran away.

Great, I have a really heavy bag and I don't know where my current class is. I reach into my bag and get my map out.

Only problem is that I don't know how to use it. I twist, you know because I'm like maybe it's upside down. I stand and do that for a couple of minutes.

I give up. I move my hand to get my bounty. I eat chocolate when I'm stressed, I always have chocolate with me. Except this time I didn't have my bag of already open goodness with me.

I don't think I dropped it, did I ?

I make my way back to my locker and forget why I was actually running away from that particular area when I see the bag on the floor. I smile widely and reach to get it in a really cool way, like slow mo way. But I guess plans like that don't work out so being the incredibly smart person I am (no sarcasm there) , I face plant the floor.

Pshhhh. Who says you can't walk with your legs crossed.

My face meets the floor and for once I'm actually grateful for my dark skin, I don't have to worry about a bruise coming up. I have to worry about the massive headache.

I look up and place my chin on the floor to look for where exactly my chocolate is but the bounty is swiped away from my line of vision.

Wow, I'm a scholar. Saying those posh words, ooohhh I could be president now.

What on earth is wrong with you ?

Dear conscience, you're stuck with an incredibly cool person like me, don't act like I'm crazy. I'm probably crazy but that's not the point.

Someone clears their throat when I'm trying to write a mental letter to my conscience and it's quite a struggle to look up, so I get up and I'm face to face with bounty guy. You should totally remember him.

I panic and turn to run again but I guess I'm too slow on the program, because before I can actually move, bounty wraps his arm around me and carries me away to wonderland.

Ha! You wish!

You know I'm actually thinking of firing you conscience.

Honey, don't act like you don't love me.

Evil cheesecake with salmons.

Anyway, imagine this school hallway with student. Sexy new girl and ugly boy. Ugly boy has got the sexy new girl in one hand and in another bounty and my schedule.

Wait, MY SCHEDULE ?!?! How on earth did he get that ?

Most importantly, why hasn't the bell been rung ?

As if it heard me, ftaaaanngggg!!!

There it is.

In a matter of three second I'm face to face with a grey door. I feel my feet touch the ground and immediately, the door opens.