Miles

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I slouch even further down in my seat. Math. The worst and most tiresome lesson in the history of lessons. My eyes skim the room and I mentally doze off until the bell rings and really wakes me up. I rapidly stand and leave the room, with the ocean of other teenagers. I notice a new head, but paying no attention in that class had lead me into oblivion about this unknown guy. From the little time I had looked at he seemed attractive from afar but I couldn't necessarily describe him. I walked outside my school and sit on a frosted table by my best friend, Charlotte Smith. Her brown hair cascaded down in tight curls, unlike mine, which was blonde and had slightly wavy hair.

"Hey, Doll." She waved, taking another bite of her hamburger.

"Heya, hun." I smile, stealing one of her fries and receiving the deadliest stare from her.

"You have your own fries, mate." She grumbles.

"But your food always tastes better than mine," I chuckle, "Any exciting news?"

"You know my really tiny fish, Jeanette?"

"Yeah."

"Well the really big one, Bethany, he kind of ate it..." Her voice kind of trails of and she giggled quietly.

"Okay, Bethany is a he?" I laugh at her story.

"My sister wanted a girl and there were only dudes," She took a large chomp out of her burger again, "So she called the poor guy Bethany."

"Your sister got that from you, when we played sims a few years ago you had a baby boy and cried but in the end you called it Brittney."

"Okay but if I had a boy right now I'd probably call it Jason and we'd have so much fun and his dad would be Chase Edwards and my little baby boy would be a little baby biker." She coos with a baby sounding voice.

"Okay let me just go jump in front of a bus," I gag, " Chase Edwards is literally the schools biggest player, how could you want that? I thought I raised my baby better!"