In front of me, a girl with medium hair and a navy blue dress or dress shirt-thing. We where in math class and we where aloud to talk for a while while the teacher was shuffling through papers.
The girl in front of me just looked at me intensely. Her eyes where like fish eyes. In my head I nicknamed her goldfish girl.
I look up at her and start conversation because she is acting kinda awkward.
"Hey." I say cooly.
"H-hi." She stutters
"I like you dress shirt thing."
"Thanks" she says calmly.
"So...." I say looking down at her name tag she made.
It was written in a big turquoise marker and it read Violet Holm with a little red heart.
"So Violet -" I was about to say something but she cuts me off.
"Um..... D-do you want to be friends or something.......?" She says her faces turning into a reddish pink.
"Sure" I start giggling because she's so cute when she stutters (no not in that way -_-)
We get to talking, and soon we know the basics about each other. Then our teacher tells us it's time to switch periods, so I go to Science and she follows close behind me.
6 weeks later
"Ok class, as some of you may know we are trying to even out teams." Mrs.Ford says. "So at your 8th period some of you will be getting new schedules." She says. Everyone is scared for their life. We all know if you move your going to be the new kid on the team you are switched too.
Me and Violet head out to lunch and she whispers behind me "cross your fingers we won't move teams." I nod and then we head out for lunch.
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Found A Hipster
General FictionHipsters are pretty out there. But if you get to know one you might be surprised. Never intending for her to be a Hipster but she is so I guess this is a thing.
