a boy's world

EMILY"S POV 

"dad?" i say. "yes sweetheart?" he looks up from the news paper. his hazel eyes widen as if he had seen a ghost. "what?" i say playing aound with my hair hopping nothings in it. "what's he doing here?!" he says looking out the window. i turn around and see Mr.Mcginley. i smile and wave at him as he waves back. "Bye daddie!" i say. i grab my backpack and right when i'm about to reach for the door my dad stops me. "WAIT!!!!!!! why are you riding with..that." he says. i roll my eyes and give my dad a kiss.

i was finally at school and looking around for my friends. "EMILY! over here!" my friend sammy calls from her locker and shuts it. "have you seen the new guy. he's a McGinely." she says walking up to me. i shake my head and look around. how am i gonna spot a new kid if i have never seen him before. "ugh. too many people." i say. we walk to Pyshics with Ms. Morrick. the devil. "ok SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN!  STOP TALKIN IN MY CLASS!" she yelled. no one said anything. even before she yelled. i roll my eyes and  open my textbook.

after Physics i go to art still looking for the new guy. i don't even know why i'm looking around for some dude i've never seen before. anyways, i went to art. Mr. Pastel. wow. i know. pretty clesha. i walk in the class and seen the back of some guy leaning against my desk. i see his hand brush behind his head. i cough alittle to get his attention but he doesn't budge. some of his friends look behind and freeze. telling him he should move. "why should i?" he says. they point behind him. as he turns around it was like a reveling of a grand prize. so beautiful. so preacious. i keep my cool and reputation. i put my hands on my hips. "excuse me! you're in my way of a PRETTY veiw." i lie. strecthing out the pretty. all his friend ooo. "why can't i just sit here and you and your little weave can sit at another table." he says. i hold my hair. his posse was now telling him to back out. he shook his head.  "no; what's alittle girl and her red wagon gonna do anyways?" he said.his friends couldn't help him now. he was definently the new kid. and unfortuntently. he wasn't gonna be here for long. i scrunch my nose.then slam my book down turning heads. "you and your friends are all died. your parents, and relatives, and puppys, and girlfriends will all die. i will grab all their flesh and rub it on my designer skirt. i will throw all the beloved bodys that smell of regret at your little dainty hab=nds. and ripp their lungs out right infront of your face. their last words never spoken and you will  be the only survivour left and trust me YOU WON'T WANT TO BE!" i say. my voice got more and more deeper and serious after every word. all his friends and people that turned their heads all were scared. he backs away from my desk and everyone appluaded even the new kid. by that i sat down. i looked up from my work and relised he was checking me out. i blush and smile at him. his cheeks turn redder then tomatoes. he smiles really big. "you have cute dimples." i whisper. he chuckles."thanks." he says and starts drawing again.