Happy Days

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*Dedicated to @/beautyatwork , because her book gave me inspiration for this*   

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                           [1]: Channing Tatum is H O T

         SUMMER:

    EVER HAD THOSE DREAMS where everything in your dream was going perfectly and it seemed nothing could ruin it. But then you jinx yourself somehow and wonder why life hates you, because next thing you know is that you earned yourself a detention for sleeping in class.

   Yeah? Well this was one of them, just when I was about to say 'I do' and be the lawfully wedded wife of Channing, Mr Crow awoke me from my beautiful and magnificent dream.

   ''Miss Campbell, would you please like to enlighten us on why you were slacking off in my lesson.'' He adjusted his thick, black, glasses and sent me a glare. I felt everyone's eyes on me- not literally of course, that would be plain weird-.

   ''Well you see I-'' he cut me off with the one word I dreaded to hear.

    ''I don't care'' he snapped, ''just make sure you're here at three after school for your detention with me and then maybe you can give me an excuse to why you were sleeping.'' With that said, he turned around and went back to speaking about our 'plurals' and how we all failed our essays.

   ''Seriously Summer, this is your third detention this week.'' Anita my best friend spoke beside me from her desk.

   I just shrugged it off before saying, ''what can I say, the teachers love me.'' In response to that she rolled her hazel eyes and let out a quiet scoff for only me to catch.

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   Once the bell had rung indicating that our double lesson with Mr Crow was finally over and that it was my favourite time of the day, lunch. I stuffed my text book in my bag and scurried out of the room, before Mr Crow decided that I should do my detention at lunch. Unfortunately for me when I had thought I had just managed to get out of the room, with no distractions. Cara happened to bump into me.

   ''Watch where you're going.'' She snapped at me as we both stood next to the door.

   Me and Cara are what you would call the opposite of best friends and friends, now what's that called again? Oh yeah, enemies. That's a nice way of putting our undying love for one another, since the beginning of secondary school we both had a strong disliking for one another. Probably because I accidently tripped over my own two feet at lunch and my tuna casserole went flying and landed on Cara.

   I guess she does attract something then, apart from dogs.

   ''No, you're the one that bumped into me. So watch where you're going'' I jabbed my index finger at her and turned around to walk away.

   ''This is why I dream of you falling into a hole and being buried inside of it.'' I heard her say, I turned back around and raised my eyebrows at her before smiling. Fake smiling, of course.

   ''Aw'' I cooed, ''you dream about me? Nice to know you think of me when you sleep.'' A laugh escaped my mouth before I walked off leaving her there to stand there dumbfounded.

   As I was walking I realised I had forgotten to wait for Anita, she's going to kill me. Oh well, she'll live. It's not like if I left her it'd be the end of the world. Come to think of it, last time I did that my head was shoved down a toilet. Courtesy of my best friend.