I had a crazy dream about Bryce. We were at my house and he was cooking dinner and I was sitting at the table. I saw a ring on his left ring finger but not on mine. But then Olivia comes out with ring on her finger and says. "Hey babe, what are you cooking?" and he said "Your favorite, spaghetti and meatballs with asparagus." That's my favorite!
Olivia sat down and I seemed to be pretty good friends with her. I didn't like it. We sat down and enjoyed our spaghetti and talked for a little bit. Olivia got a call and said that she had to leave. As she was walking out she called to Bryce and said that she loves him and he didn't say anything to her. She closed the door and he looks at me and takes off his ring and says "Glad that's over."
And then I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock going off.
I got ready for school. I put on jean shorts,a white soft and sexy shirt and a flannel. You could see my black bra through my white shirt, but I didn't care. I let down my hair that was in a bun and straightened it. I should really start to wear my hair down when I go to bed. I felt good about my outfit today. It was comfortable and fashionable.
I ran downstairs, I had five minutes to catch my bus so I threw a bagel in the toaster and got out a knife and the cream cheese. I put on my white high top converse, since they're like the only shoes I like to wear. My bagel popped up and I took it out and spread the cream cheese on it. I grabbed my book bag and hurried to catch the bus. i ended up standing there for a couple of minutes because we have a sub bus driver. My bus driver, Mr. Mill, is kind of the head of the bus people so he is always training new bus drivers.
"Good morning." I heard the new, and not to mention loud, bus driver say to me. Actually it was more like a yell.
"Good morning." I replied with a half smile since he startled me with his loud, baby-like voice. I head back to my seat and settle down. I place my ear buds in and play my music.
Not too long after I felt the bus start to swerve, not good. I look up to see what this crazy old man is doing. But he's not doing anything. He's simply driving the bus. Or should I say trying to drive the bus. To be a bus driver you should probably know how to learn to drive a vehicle. I laughed at my thought.
We arrive at school safe and sound, surprisingly. I was walking off the bus when I heard the old man say, "Have a good day!" He actually added more 'o's then there should be been in the word 'good'. I hope I don't have that dude again.
Anyway, I walk to my locker and unpack. I was deciding on where to go for homeroom. Then I see Miranda walk into Mrs. Lewis' classroom, so I'll head there after I'm done unpacking. I grab my English folder from my locker because I have it first period and I don't want to come back to my locker after homeroom. I open up my folder and a note falls out.
Hey cutie.
Oh well. Must've been the wrong locker. I crumble the note back up and put it in my book bag.
I head over to my homeroom as Miranda was super happy to see me.
"Hey bitch! You look hot, cute bra. Did you get my note?" She laughs and points out my black bra.
"That was you!? and Thanks, you look..." I look at her outfit. A skirt that comes close to her butt and a white crop top that goes up to her boobs. "nice?" She busts out laughing as do I.
"I like how I dress." She crosses her arms and acts offended.
"I never said I didn't! But you know who else likes the way you dress," She looks at me confused, "The fat ass principle that dress coded you last time you wore clothes like that."
