OMG it has been sooooooooooooooooooo long since i uploaded. i forgot i even made this story *awkward turtle* so yeah please please forgive me for my shit memroy. I read over the story and cringed at my poor spelling mistakes and my terrible grammar *my bad*
Anywayyyysssss im going to get on with the story(y)
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This school compared to my last one is so different. The range in technology is amazing, it makes the school I used to go to look like shit. So me and my girls, wait what?! did I just say "my" girls, i've only known them for a tiny space of time and I have already decided in my brain that I partly own them. Oh my god here I go again talking to myself, seriously I must spend at least half of my day just talking to myself. No wonder I never get good grades in lesson.
I would probably say that I am closest with Payton. She just seems the most down to earth and most like me.. if that's possible? Scary thought.. Okay, back to describing the school. Well at the moment I was walking through the english corridor trying to get to my class. At my old school you could barely fit 3 people in line walking down it at once.. Here you could have a baseball game in them, they were so wide. I know I am the new girl and everything and people want to know who I am, but I dont think that it is needed for people to point at me and question me. The look on there faces is priceless, looks like they think I am an alien. Seriously guys.. We are in the 21st century.
So I thought instead of looking at all the people who were gazing intently at me, making me look like an attention seeker. I hid behind my timetable, reading the the letters *english-Mr rouse* I heard from the girls that he is a fat, greasy, sweaty bald man. Reminding me of the taxi driver, I burst out into a fit of laughter by myself, making all attention on me which I did not need.
Since I have been here I haven't seen the boys at all. Speak of the devil.. Here comes matt and his little slut around his arm. I cant remeber what he said her name was.. Grace? Gemma? Jasmine? Whatever it didnt matter, all I know is I am going to call her BB *blonde bitch* Even if I dont no the whore, at least my nickname for her is catching.
Matt turned to look at me, saw who he was with and stopped just in front where I was standing waiting to into class. What does he do? Pushes BB up against the wall and starts kissing her like his life depending on it. He had his eyes open the whole looking directly at me in the eyes. I made a gagging face, because seriously.. It made me feel sick. I turned away from that low life piece of shit and got out my phone pretending I had a message when I knew along that I didn't. Finally the teacher turned up and let us in the classroom. Luckily he didn't make me stand at the front and say my name.. HE MADE A SLIDESHOW OF IT! i mean c'mon.. Can you really have that much spare time? It had a photo of me, with my name, age, birthday and where I used to come from. I found it quite scary to be honest, walking into a classroom with a treacher i've never met and him knowing so much about me..
Im really excited to see what else the day has stored ahead.. *note the sarcasum*
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So anyway thats the next chapter, hope you like it:D I am in seriously need of someone to be my editor so if your interested please comment below!
Cheers guys!
