Just a Dream- A BajanCanadian Fanfic

Chapter Two

I sit down at my normal spot, the middle of the room of course, my teacher, Mr. Mahoney (I like to call him Mr. Baloney because he's full of it) calls me over. 

"Lauren S-s-smith come here please." he says with his normal stuttering lispy voice. 

I put my book bag down and I walk up. I notice some people in the back snickering. Oh god. This has to be good. I roll my eyes and focus on him.

"Yes Mr. Ba-- Mahony?" I say almost saying his nickname, which he hates.

"Excuse me?" His face turns red.

"I asked what do you need." 

"Some students h-have said that y-y-you have cheated on a test, is this tr-true?" He manages to spit out all over my face. 

"No... why would I cheat?" 

"Alright. I'm ch-ch-checking Simba's t-t-test too, since she sits next to you" 

I roll my eyes and walk to my seat not bothering to reply. 

Why does this always happen to me?

Simba Yocum. A girl who pierced her own lips just for the lawls. She dyed her hair dark brown and wears band t-shirts, skinny jeans, and one of the shittiest shoe brands ever, Vanns. [AN: The girl shoes suck for them in my opinion. They are so hard to break in ;-;]

"I know you didn't cheat dood. Angela's friends are just fucking assholes." She tells me.

I nod and don't reply. She knows I suffer Social Anxiety, Glossophobia, and Maniac Depression [Bipolar Disorder] , so she knows i'm not very comfortable to reply all the time.

This was going to be a LOOOOONG period. 

~~~~~TIMESKIP~~~~~

You know those snotty nosed teachers who are like 'You don't leave until I dismiss you. Not the bell' yeah. That's Mr. Baloney. Ugh I hate his class. 

RING RING RING RING RING

The bell goes off. We all look at him desperately like dehydrated dogs to leave. 

"You are dismissed." He says. 

The whole class tries to run out of the door.

Oh god. 

Lunch. 

When I walk to lunch a couple people throw stuff at me like paper airplanes, spitballs, wrappers that ironically said "Ho Ho" on it. 

I sighed and sat at the normal table Jeromes friends and me sat at. I pulled out my phone and played 'The Impossible Game' By FlukeDude. I hate the game so much, but I keep playing it. 

"I like that game too" Jerome came out of no where and poked my sides.

I yelped and then laughed. 

"You asshole!" I punched his arm gently as he sat down next to me. 

He chuckled. I knew Angela was wrong. 

"Dude! I found out when the new kid is coming!" He said all excited. 

"When?" 

"Tomorrow!" He yelled.

Okay so this is how my school works with new kids, when there is a new kid in my school, every popular kid tries to brainwash them into becoming one of their slaves. 

I feel something hit the back of my head. Great. Somone threw fucking food at me and hit me in the head. Just what I need. 

"Haha dirty hoe! Go suck Jeromes dick!" Angela's boyfriend Preston said. [Preston ily bby! I'm so sorry but I can't think of anyone else for this role ;-;] 

I felt like crying... I felt like dying. I just looked over at Jerome and he got up. 

"SHUT THE FUCK UP PRESTON. YOU'RE JUST A SCUMBAG WHOSE A CHEATER." He screamed. Then the principle came in.

Only Jerome knew. Only Jerome understood. I hate my life. Why can't someone else suffer instead of me? I know I stole candy from my old friends one year but do I really deserve this?

I look over to my old best friend Chris. He glares at me and mouthes "I hate you"  if there is someone I want to tell so bad, it's honestly him. He turned back to his friends and started laughing again. Probably talking about me. 

___________________________________________________________[AN: I decided to make a longer chapter. You can only guess who the new student is. xD I hope you enjoy reading. By the way, who else should I add? Should all of Team Crafted RANDOMLY FUCKING APPEAR AND USE SEXINESS? pokemonjokes OR! Just have certain members come in? Tell me in the comments! Thank you so much for reading <3 ]