Diary of a Couch Potato (Cont.)

Chap.9-Enjoying the Chase

I spared a glance at Chase and sighed.Gawwwd. He was so dreamy. I mean like come on! Who wouldn't think of him as a total hottie? His adorable pinchable cheeks were glowing with a californian tan and his long eyelashes outlined his totally gogeous baby blue eyes. Plus, I was pretty sure I wasn't the only girl in the class gawking at him. Lily Clark (The emo chick sitting on my left) and Rosa Rene Garcia (The nerd girl sitting on my right) were both staring at him, too. Guity pleasure, I say.

Before I had a chance to sneek another peek at Chase a giant hand slammed with all it's force onto my desk. I looked up to find myself face-to-face with Mrs.Philips. Her face was swollen red with fustartion and she looked like she might scratch my eyeballs out.

Oh gawd. I hit a nerve. 

"Ms.Bettgila pay attention! This is not a game!" She screamed. Her breath smelled of sour cream & onion lays. Whenever I eat sour cream & onion it usually relaxes me. Mrs. Philips looks like she isn't going to calm down anytime soon. Mrs.Philips pointed at the celing and I folled with my gaze.

As soon as she secured my attention she straightened her spine and continuted to walk back & forth throughout the classroom. My eyes darted to the back Of Chase Duncan's head

On the loudspeaker Pricipal Miller Boomed. "Ms.Thomas is on her way to the hospital in a coma. It looks like she won't be coming to work anytime soon so we've set up a stationary classroom with two co-ed's. After several minutes of discunsion Mr.Steven's and I have come to a compromise; Ms.Thomas Peroid 4 and Peroid 1 class will report to the gym during thier designated time periods."

The whole class groaned in response.

Rebecca black ripped her gaze away from the book she was reading just seconds before, found the commotion uninteresting and stuck her head back into her current paperback novel. She was voted ‘most likely to succeed’ last year so you can pretty much infer she isn’t a pushover. Rebecca is your typical Brain & bookworm wrapped in one.

Jerrold Mendes rolled his eyes at the class reaction, turned his attention back to his doodles and continued to sketch another one of his famous creations. Jerrold is the type of kid who spends his life collecting comic books, watching sy-fy and uses his class time drawing naruto characters. Last year we were paired up as lab partners in bio and I ended up doing all the work. He’d act like a jerk half of the time and mope around the rest. I didn’t think it was possible, but the guy was both a wiener and a dick.

On my right one row over sat Mindy Seltzer (A.k.a the girl-who-never-stops-talking). Just incase you want to know why I’m calling her out is because she’s always distracting me in class whenever I’m trying to get my work done. No wonder why I have a c in English. She and Adam Hubbard are always debating over world hunger or something random like that. I don’t care how many times Adam Denys it; you can totally tell he’s into her.

Sitting 3 rows over me Megan Arnold applying blush and smearing bright pink lipstick all over her face. It was annoying how her purse, high-heels, bracelets and nailpolish were all the color of rose. She thrived on the pink addiction she seemed to contain. She and her two drama twins Helen and Ashley never went anywhere without it. At least she wasn’t as bad as Stephanie; stephi is way worse. Stephanie and her own band of Barbie’s not only wore pink but also liked to smear ‘LOSER’ across poor slob’s foreheads in bright pink lipstick.

It was inhumane and horrendous but I found it quite funny.

Sitting up top a desk on her left was Chase Duncan (A.k.a Mr. Preppy pants). His legs were long and lean in those loose fitted brooding jeans. Dirty blond strands of hair stuck in his eyes but he brushed them away revealing the most brooding yet seductive blue eyes I have ever seen. His 100-watt smile was bright enough to send several female students toppling over.