The Killing Mime

Chapter 7: Ignorant Turd

Beep Beep Beep!

I groan as I'm about to throw my alarm clock at the wall but remember that'd be like fifth one in a month. School crap. I get up and turn my alarm off, I head towards the bathroom and take a cold shower.

I get dressed: black hoodie, black skinny jeans, and black/white high top All Stars Converse. My hair falling in dark brown waves down to my shoulders.

I go downstairs and eat breakfast in silence, thinking how this new school is.

I glance at the clock to see what time it is: 6:51. Crap I'm gonna be late! I grab my book bag, phone, and keys and dash out the door. I head for my bike and start the engine.

I get to school without getting caught by the police since the speed limit was 35 mph and I was going about 65 mph. No biggie.

I kill the engine and head for the school's double doors. I head for the main office to get my locker number, schedule, and a map of the school. I go to my locker first and put my bookbag in there.

I look at the time and see that I have some time to kill before classes start. I start walking to my first class down the Government/Lit. hall. I hear footsteps behind me and before I can turn around I feel a pair of arms grab me and push to the lockers.

"What the--?!" I scream out and hear laughter. I look up and see Myreal laughing with the rest of the group behind her, I narrow my eyes at them. "I'm going to kill you in your sleep." They all look at me blank face and I start bursting out laughing. "You- you should've seen your faces. That was priceless!" I hold my stomach and sink to the floor still laughing.

"Mins calm down remember we're supposed to be on the D. L." Aron whisper yells at me.

"Sorry, it's kinda hard with the whole new life stuff." I rub the back of my neck and sigh. "What's your schedules?"

Turns out I have most of my classes with Myreal. At least I have someone to hold me back if things get ugly.

1st & 2nd: U.S government and Gym- Loin, Myreal, and Duke.

Break

3rd: Science- Myreal and Aron.

4th: Math- Myreal, good thing she's a math wiz, unlike me.

5th: Computer- all of the boys.

Lunch

6th: Visual Arts- Nobody. I did graffiti back home.

7th: Lit.- all the girls.

We hang out in the halls for a bit before the bell rings for first period. Loin, 'Real, Duke, and me go sit in the back of the class and act like good kids. If only they knew who we actually are.

Since we have to be on the D. L. we decided that our disguise will be the good smart kids, better known as nerds and geeks. At our old school teachers called us evil masterminds, we were smart just not well behaved. How lovely.

Government wasn't that bad since we enrolled into this school close to the beginning of the year and we didn't miss much. We took notes and read the textbook. Simple.

Gym is way better than government. The coach had us change into the school's gym uniform, a pair of blue gym shorts and a gold shirt.

All we had to do was stretches and run 5 laps around the basketball court. When we finished all of that he just said to stay active, like anybody really ever does that.