Mayhem || {unedited}

"I asked for pizza, not your opinion."

"Alright Kids! That's all for today, and don't forget we will be having our environmental chemistry trip to the nature trails in TWO WEEKS so I need those slips back by the end of THIS week! Have a fantastic day!" Mr. White says as the class swarms out of his lab, with me right at the front leading the crowd.

"Come on Lottie, it wasn't that bad!" Melissa says to me and I grunt back in response, causing her to roll her eyes at me for the umpteenth time today.

"Yeah, I agree with Liss. I swear I saw you two laughing together," Christopher says with a smirk.

"Chris, you know what mom tells us all the time?" I ask

"What?"

"If you have nothing useful to say, don't say ANYTHING at all." Melissa laughs and playfully punches my arm,

"Come on Charlie! Don't be a Debby downer! Let's go to Math! That will make you happy, right?" She says and I give her the stankiest look I can muster.

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Math isn't any better. In fact, it's worse. My favorite teacher, Mrs. Winthrop, one of the best teachers ever is pregnant. So she can't come to school until she's had her baby which isn't until November and, I don't see why she can't just teach us for the next 3 months, until we go for summer break, and she has her Maternity leave. No. It HAS to be now. As much as I love babies, and every single thing in the world that's cute and small, there is nothing more I want to do right now than Karate Chop that fetus out of her uterus.

Calm yourself Charlotte. That's not a nice thing to think about.

Other than that everything is pretty chill. The sub, who mind you is around 30 years old, is a WOMAN, and is what horny teenage boys full of testosterone call 'Peng' (search it on urban dictionary if you don't know what it means) is pretty chill. She let us do what we wanted, which basically meant the guys spent 60 minutes cat calling and wolf whistling while pretty much the rest of the girls did actual classwork. Except for Stacey Stewart. She spent the whole lesson snogging Liam Williams. Pigs.

Stacey Stewart. Her real name is Anastasia Petra Natalia Olga Xenia Stewardokovic, so you clearly already figured out, she's Russian and she's a HOE. Not that I'm saying Russian girls are hoes! Absolutely not. Just this specific girl is a hoe. Like she's the reason why there's an actual bro code that says "bros before hoes" or something like that. She wasn't always a hoe though. She used to be really sweet, she still is pretty cute. I mean if you wiped of all that makeup and tied her hair in cute little pigtails she'd look like a Russian doll. She was one of the funniest girls in our class back in freshman year. She was super awkward as well but I really liked her, in fact, she was actually one of my pretty closest friends. Come sophomore year and cute little Stasia is no more, and in her place is a typical high school mean girl. Though she's never said or done anything to me directly that doesn't mean we're still friends. We have like a mutual distaste towards each other. Now back on track. It's almost lunch time and today is PIZZA DAYY!!! (Cue magical angelic music)

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"Hey Charlie, how are you?" Martha asks and give me a smile.

"Meh, been better. You? How's little James? When can I babysit again?" I ask smiling back as she puts some salad on my tray.

"I'm great! James has been missing you lately as a matter of fact, how's tomorrow night for you?"

"Perfect! I'll be there at 7. Pizza please, pepperoni as usual." I say and smile at her.

"Of course, here's your pepperoni sweetheart," she says and places 3 slices on my plate.

"Do you know how much calories that has, Charlotte?" Stacey asks from behind me,