FICKLE!

Skipping Classes & Serving Sentences.

I walked , actually , I raced down the mundane hallways of Emerson High... Yet ,quite stealthy enough to not be spotted my any tutors , else I was in for trouble which was literally the last thing I wanted.

School escapades were a usual thing for me . Its my junior year and I have literally lost interest in getting educated by these judgemental hypocrites. I'm not saying I'm against education, or teachers in that matter. It's the method . Enough about my over-the-edge beliefs , even though I will not apologize for not sharing a similar paradigm as my mum.

Let's get back to myself. I'm sorry for not introducing myself , Im Skylar McAllister and I'm currently trying to escape the horrors of Biology.
The corridors are never quiet. Which is a good thing cause I'd go unnoticed. And like a snake , I slowly make my way out to the parking lot and then with admiration for myself , I let out a smile. My keys jingle as I move so I get them out and open the minivan's door ; enter and text Elle and Ross - my actual friends.
Let's just say that I don't like people. And I don't like to be social . I'm the introverted, narcissist with pathological sarcasm - the kind of personality who doesn't like company. I talk to people but I don't account them as friends . I call them ACQUAINTANCES ( very formal I know) but some people (rather a few) happen to be real similar to me and I offer them my Rare Friendship.
Elle , Ross and I actually go a long way. Their parents just happen to be my mum's business partners and hence I have known them since ages. They're really good people. I don't say that a lot but they honestly are.
Elle is beautiful... like no joke, ever seen blonde and fair with the Cupid face and Doe eyes? That is Elle. She is smart and pretty and also one thing which I'm deficient of - kindness . She does charity and all that shit.
Ross on the other hand is more like the opposite. He's pretty attractive but he's more like a slob compared to 'Perfect Elle ' . And then there is me .. the human form of Repellent Spray.
Picture me as tall , skinny with an oblong face and high cheekbones. Also I am born with a bitchface. So I paint quite a picture, eh?

Let's get back to the story now.. so I was in the minivan , escaping the oppression of high school and being the vigilante I was . I exited the premises and went straight to Calvin's Deli cause I was hungry and it was necessary to feed my hunger.

Maybe the stars weren't in my favor, cause I happened to bump into Mr. Gianni , our Algebra tutor , at the Deli ; who being the curious catfish he was asked me why was I here. Of course, I had to live up to my reputation and hence I slyly replied, " Bio isn't worth shit. I'd rather eat here ." Gianni took me to school. Yes , he could do that . And Bingo! I was detained for the next week . Much to mum's annoyance and my elation.

I went inside 67A for detention right after classes ended and the CCA began . For the time being , my CCA was Detention and I was happy doing it so there wasn't much to complain about. I got my bio notes from Jenny or Jessy , I don't know the name so sue me. And connected my earplugs to my phone and put some music on.

As I let the soulful melody of KassAss evade my mind (sexy description amirite) , I let myself nap. Hey! Even evil needs to rest! I woke to the pleasing (Sark) sound told the bell and collected my things.
Absentmindedly, I walked out and banged into someone...

This wasn't pivotal. No . He wasn't the guy who made life not suck. He was a random . And I don't care about randoms (which is everyone)

"Hey Lady!" I heard a voice behind me say . I turned around and replied " What? "
Then this person slowly emerged out of nowhere. "Wait up" he said as he reached. " You are Skylar McAllister, right? You happen to be my ride . Wait let me introduce myself first , not that I care but still , I'm Topher. You have to take me home ."