#TIMESKIPBRO
Rylee's POV
During French, just about my 4th least favorite class, I noticed my friend Logan, and he had the best looking sushi I'd ever seen in my life. I was seated right behind him, so I waited for most of the kids to come in, before our teacher got there, before making my move.
"Logan, can I have some sushi?" I asked him as sweetly as I could.
"Ha, no, this is my sushi." he said, and took a bite of one
"I thought I was your BFFL though!" I whined, even though we were far from best friends. I kinda use that on everyone I want to get something out of.
"You are." Said Logan, playing along. "But I really like this sushi."
I groaned and sat back in my seat, though silently triumphant. One of my 'friends' Peyton had claimed that Jackson, this annoying person, who was still my friend, was her BFFL, and now I had one too, somehow that made me feel superior.
"Good." I said to Logan, as my teacher walked in.
Our teacher is REALLY loud. And can be kinda scary...
Anyways, after about 20 minutes of our teacher screaming, and passing notes with Madi, our principal wandered into the class.
"The bus is here! You are late! Come on!" she screamed. You could see the vein in her neck popping.
She hates us.
We scurried out of the room and grabbed our bags. We tossed our bags onto the U-Haul and got on the bus. One girl was coming from another school, so we waited for an hourish, but she's irreleavant, for now.
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