It's my fourth hour, halfway through the day. I take my seat in a middle row of Mr. Kelly's history class, right next to Jessie. She may only be fourteen, but somehow she managed to get herself into an eleventh-grade history class.
"Hey sis, how's your day going?" She asks me.
"Let's see, a pop quiz, five-page essay due tomorrow, and I can't make it to go dress shopping with you. Sorry."
"What? Why not?"
"I have detention. The Iceberg caught me. I'm so sorry. Maybe Lindsay can take you."
"No, no it's fine. I can just borrow one of Nikki's."
"I'm so sorry Jessie."
"It's fine."
"No, it's..."
"Okay, please stop talking," Mr. Kelly says, starting class. "Good morning. So, who can tell me about the Revolutionary War..."
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Anger, Love, and Loss
Teen FictionSarah was just living her normal high-school life, (Fight with sister, hang out with friends, etc.) when it starts to pour downhill, until a boy comes and turns it around.
