I sighed deeply, sifting through the things inside my locker. It was only the 3rd day, and I had already lost most of my pens. "Come on... Come on...." I mumble under my breath, continuing to flip around notebooks and papers. Finally, I found a black pen and slid it into my pocket, then shut the locker. "Why you gotta slam the locker nooby?" A deep voice said from beside of me said. Not a moment passed and I took a harsh shove to the shoulder, which made me stumble into the lockers just behind me. I watched as my bag hit the floor, and a few of my folders slipped out. Turning my attention to the large brute infront of me, I realized it was the main soccer chick, Chloe. Of course, she was accompanied by her 2 sidekicks, Shae and Blair. They're all part of the soccer team, but Chloe thinks she can run these halls because she's already lead the team to nationals 2 years straight. I glance up at her as she takes a step closer, but I wouldn't show any signs of intimidation. I'm 6 ft, and she's 6'1. She's a bit heavy, and I'm quite thin. But let me tell you something, I train. I know if she were to pull a move, I'd at least live long to knock her out of her big ego. "What the hell do you think your staring at?" Chloe thundered, looking down at me. A bit hesitantly, I push my think black lenses closer to my face, and make sure my bangs are covering my left eye. I can feel the crystal in my eyes glowing as I continue to stand straight, keeping eye contact. I'm able to see Shae and Blair approach up close behind Chloe. "I don't know... I'll let you know when I find out." I thought about saying, but bit my lip to hold it back. "Answer Chlo witch." Blair said in a snobby voice, smacking her lips as she chewed gum. "Uh... You.. Obviously. You're uh- in my way." I mumbled, slowly tilting my head down. Without warning, I was hit across the left side of my face, the force sent me to the ground next to my bag, and my glasses glided to the wall. I grit my teeth slightly as I lift my tan colored hand to my jaw, then the sound of all three girls erupted from above me. "Look Chlo, little grunch here just gave me an idea for her! Scar face." Shae snickered, which resulted in Chloe and Blair both laughing with agreement. Standing quickly, I grabbed up my bag and books, then sprinted down the hall, putting a hand over my eye. The warning bell was ringing with the snobby laughs echoing in the back. So I did my best, and made it to class on time.
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Superheroes Play Soccer
AcciónThis is the story of a teenage girl, whom has just moved from California. Entering a new school at her Junior year, she finds it extremely hard to make it to each class on time let alone make friends. But when her English teacher finds her on the fi...