Hell in heels

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I wake up looking at my clock . 6:10, I groan of pissed of ness . I don't want to go to school.

But I have to , ughhh. I hope the year goes fast and I won't need to deal with people from last year .

Ever since 7th grade , I used to have 2 really good friends , in the middle of the year tables turned . I really missed them at first because we were kind of close then ya.

I got over it by talking to my other friends.

After that it seems like they hated me , I didn't know why.

I just hope this year we could be friends and fix things up.

I get dressed and wear my black hightops , black and blues tiedyed shorts with a white top.

"Mel ! Get up !" I yell to her.

"Fine ! remember I don't have 0 period !" she yells to me .

"Fine your not getting a ride to school." I yell back .

She grunts in her pissed off 6th grade ways .

She puts on blue jeans , and her graphic sweater saying 'Sweater weather' , then her grey slip ons.

"Can I bring my pennyboard?" she asks doing her hair.

"Sure , grab mine too." I say curling my hair .

Once I finish my hair and my make up I start my car and wait for her.

I put my board inside .

I remember I was her age .

No drama and a awsome year.

I keep waiting for her and she comes out with her face all done , very odd because she isn't the one to really wear make up , unless its something important .

I smirk and look at Andrew in the window .

He was right that son if a bitch.

I snicker to myself and start the music .

I've been listening to scrubs by TLC . I really want to go to their concert soon.

"Tic toc Ms beauty queen !" I yell.

She sprints with the boards to my car.

"Ok ! ok I'm done ." she yells.

I start to drive and eat my ego .

"Loren ! look at Andrew !" she yells rolling down the window .

I turn to see him eating some chicks face off who is trying to keep her balance in her 3 inch wedges.

I gasp and laugh.

"Grab my camera !" I whisper shout .

She passes it to me and I take 6 pictures of them.

"Thanks for the ride Loren ." she says waving away .

" Andrew Michael ! No PDA infront of the school!" I yell.

Everyone turns.

Muahahaha

I laugh at him and drive off.

I park and find my way to my locker .

The herd of sluts in heels that society calls beautiful with a pound of make up on thier face walk by .

"Sluts." I mutter .

"Heard that wanna be fatty!" one screeches in their annoying high pouch voice.

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