I slammed shut my locker door, exhausted. This is not how I expected my life to be like by the age of seventeen when I was a little girl. I expected to have a car by this age and have many friends. I thought that life as a teenager would be glamorous. It's not, it's a total nightmare.My life is the complete opposite of what I expected it to be like. Ten year old me would be so disappointed, oh well.
I sighed. At least I don't have any homework tonight.
I sped walked out the school doors before 'The After School Traffic Jam' began, as I like to call it. After the last bell rings, everyone suddenly becomes wild animals, not that they aren't during the day, it just shows more after school.
Thank god I was able to beat that horrible disaster today. The first time I got caught in 'The After School Traffic Jam', things didn't end so well.
A random girl that was pushing me from behind, decided that it would be a good idea to push a little harder. I'm not a very strong person. I'm only 5'3 for crying out loud!
I don't know what she was expecting from that shove but I ended up falling right on my butt, but wait, there's more.
I also happened to be holding a strawberry banana smoothie in my hand. We were having a party in my Spanish class and everyone decided that it would be a good idea to have the theme be Cancun, so we ended up making smoothies but that's not the point.
The point is that as I fell, my smoothie didn't have a lid on it. The person in charge of lids and cups forgot the lids, stupid Josh. Don't stop reading now, there is still more to this horrendous story. My smoothie fell on, the one, the only, Hannah Montana! Just kidding, it landed on Will Grayson's pants and shirt, causing him to stop dead in his tracks.
Ahh yes, William Grayson, the bad boy of the school. How stereotypical.
This is supposed to be the part where we make eye contact for the first time and he suddenly falls in love with me because I'm the geeky shy girl of the school, but you forgot that this isn't a Nickolas Sparks movie.
My life isn't that easy.
Instead of helping me up and falling in love with me, he looked me dead in the eyes and said "Me too". He then walked away from the scene, trying to get my delicious smoothie off of his perfect clothes on his perfect body, earning a few laughs from the people around us.
Is that the new 'it' saying that we teenagers are supposed to be using nowadays, or is it just something that he says? I was a bit confused after that.
So of course, me being me, decided that, that was my cue to get up and walk away as well. I then slipped and fell again because, well, I'm just clumsy.
I ended that day with a couple of bruises from the incident but nothing too serious. I also ended it with thinking about just how he was a lost cause.
He had the perfect body, the perfect face, the perfect life, everything was perfect about him, yet, he had no manners and was a jerk.
He was throwing his whole education away by just being him and causing trouble at school. No colleges are going to want to accept him. I feel bad for his parents. Even though I have like no friends, I still talk to people and some of the people I talk to, like to gossip to me about him. It's just a mess. High school is a mess.
The people that just love talking about him are the girls that sit behind me in geometry. They sometimes tap me on the shoulder and ask me what my thoughts are when they talk about certain things he did that day. Most of the things that he does that are bad, are just plain out stupid.
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Me too
Teen FictionWhat happens when the so called 'Bad Boy' of your school stays at your house for a few nights? Things might just get complicated, or not.