Chapter 9: first day

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I parked my bike in the parking lot,
although it would have been cool to do one of those crazy sexy hair flips like they do in the movies, I decided to not make such a grand entrance.

I walked in, searching for the main office, earning glares from several people and overhearing the share of gossip between cliques

"New girl? Damn she's hot" a tall boy with a football uniform said

I smirked

"What a slut" a petit blonde girl said as she and her clique eyed me down

"Hell yeah I am!"
I said earning dirty looks from the rest of her crew

I smiled at them and blew a kiss, cashing them to scoff and walk away

I was about to enter the office until I found myself bumping into a chest

I looked up to find Kyle

"You!" I said

"Me!" He yelled back

I squinted my eyes at him as I entered the office

"Hey there!" A perky voice jumped up from behind me and said

It was the secretary,

"Hey, I'm Alex I'm new and--"

"I know!" She yelled

"Here's your schedule" she said handing me a piece of paper

"Farjarkonwik" read the first class,
how the hell does one say that name.

"Thanks..." I said as I walked out of the office

I walked around to the opposite side of the school in search of room #203 and finally found it.

I entered the room and of course everyone turned to stare, one of my biggest pet peeves.
I kind of stood there awkwardly until the teacher finally turned his focus to me.

"Oh, you must be Alex" he said

I nodded

"sorry, how exactly is your name pronounced?" I asked

"Farjarkonwik" he said

"right." I said, it doesn't look like I'm going to be remembering that one any time soon.

"Why don't you take the seat next to Tara" he said pointing to the brunette girl in the back

I shuffled over to my seat.
Luckily I was put in the back,
I can't stand being in the front, let alone having the teacher stare into your soul as they pick a victim to answer the question, it's creepy.

About 15 minutes into the lecture, I was already struggling to stay awake until the door creeped open, and in walked in, of course mr.badass himself.

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