Her

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"hi you must be uh Selena Gomez yeah?" I heard the Secretary say nervously. Wow what the fuck she's scared of me and i haven't even done anything. "Yes mam, I'm new do you have my schedule?" I ask kindly. This always happens. Everytime I switch schools becaude of the orphanage everyone is scared of me. I guess it's the dark makeup and clothes but honestly you shouldn't judge me before you know me it's just common courtesy. At first I saw her face shocked but she quicky his it smiling kindly at me and i sent a nervous smile back. "Yes mam I sure do! Here you go, you're first period is just across from that bathroom down there. Its English with miss Hendrick but the student call her miss Emma and I hear she is quiet a lovely teacher. I hope you have a good day love!" She says as she hands me the paper and i smile in return. She seems sweet. I head towards the bathroom with my purse on my shoulder turning into the bathroom. One cig won't hurt. I scan the large bathroom and find an old window cracked at the corner. The only problem is I'm 5'1. Oh well. I walk over to the window. Maybe I can switch to my platforms out of these converse. I untie my shoes and place them in the bag replacing them with my light pink platforms. 10 inches and they were definitely a favorite of mine reaching my knees like boots. Its a good thing I'm wearing my nirvana shirt with this pink skirt ig it wont look to weird. I slide a cigarette out and place it between my lips lighting the end and sucking in. I feel the intoxicating smoke swell in my lungs but slowly blow a cloud of smoke out the crack. I do this a couple more times between before killing the light when I notice I'm already twenty minutes late. "I'll save you for later." I promise myself putting it back in the carton it came in. I slowly open the bathroom door and head to the classroom.