so much has changed. I used to make fun of girls for 'falling in love' with guys. I used make fun of girls that just talk about guys. I was more into doing crazy stuff like pranking people and living my teenage life stress free as much as possible. But then I met a nice guy who was funny then ended up... I don't want to say he broke my heart because all girls say that but I guess he did think as I still laid here.
me: "how long have I slept?"
nurse: "mmm how should I know? all I know lunch time is next period so I'm kickin ya out when lunch starts"
I slept for three hours. God this day never ends I just wanna go home and go to my dog Lola. I dont even want to go to Disneyland with my friends for photography club. we always talk about it. Jenn and I had so many pranks and challenges we wanted to do. two more weeks until Disneyland and I don't even wanna go anymore. I heard the bell ring. oh no where do I sit? where do I go i don't even want to go to lunch or even class.
nurse: "alright kid you are outta here-a"
I grabbed my bag and left. I looked at the door closed then turned around and saw Kian towards me.
me: *gasps*
Kian: we need to talk
me: not now Kian... I'm not in the mood I just want to leave this hell hole
Kian: okay let's ditch then!
he grabbed my hand and took me to his car. some kids leave school to go get some fast food then come back. If they don't, school takes that privilege away, calls your parents, and have in school suspension for a week.
me: you're going to get in deep trouble
Kian: no I won't.
he then takes his phone out and calls someone.
Kian: hey, mom I leaving school I have really anxiety right now.... okay mom sounds good... okay bye. I suffer from anxiety so I can get away with it and you haven't been in class so you 'stayed home'
me: true true
Kian was smart. he left school and drove.kian bit his lip and laughed.
Kian: you will never believe what I'm about to tell you, you are going to freak out!
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