Crossed paths

C2

As I stroll into class with my sun glasses on, I get a few weird stares. I don't know why, I mean it may be winter but their an essential for getting through today. A girl gotta do what a girl gotta do. I Take my seat on the left side of the class room and observe these hormonal loud things that they call pupils.

At my school their was no queen bee (thank the Lord), their was just about 4 different groups considered popular and they were pretty much had a rivalry with at least one group each. So let me explain this mess, there was the girls who spread their legs all the bloody time, they love pink and last but not least buy everything with their daddy's credit card. I call them the Barbies because it fits them perfectly. Fake, basic bitch, and everyone plays with them but gets bored after. Oh and just a warning I could of described them worst, this is the best way.

I'm not mean because I don't voice my thoughts, right? Yep.

Then there is the loud girls, the funny, smart witted ones, the ones who wouldn't be half bad if they were less stuck up on being popular. See I don't mind this group, I've never talked to them but they don't seem any where near mean and bitchy as the Barbies. In fact I can't seem to find a name for them, my minds blank with ideas.

Then their are the "Ken dolls" who are so called allies with the "Barbies," and guess what? They are just as bad, just as dumb, just as mean, they like to bully even though they forget each other's names a lot. And there is only five of them.

And I would say I saved the best for last... But I most deffinetly have not. These are the ones who can ruin your life in a few seconds, wether it's a prank, a rumour or something else. Everyone in this school fears them which makes me piss myself. Literally... Nobody gets on the wrong side of them, I've never Encountered them but if I did, I would debate between pissing them off or pissing myself. Ay but I'll never meet them as they are on the opposite side of the population.

If you didn't know in each hear there are two sides of the year, and you will never have any classes with a my in the opposite side. So I'm safe, for now. Sometimes I have a feeling I would get into some shit, some how.

One thing about me is that I attract trouble and it's my partner in crime.

Anyway I went of topic, I haven't got a name for this group either but I thought of calling them "the fearsome 4." I know I'm so original and I should deserve a gold medal. But it's definelty better than what every one else calls them. They call them... Hold on, prepare your self for the cringe. "The sexy bad boys." Talk about pissing myself.

Anyway rambles aside I should probably pay attention to English literature.

Tuning into the teachers screechy voice I hear her talking about some nonsense nobody cares about.

"Can anyone give us a quote from page 160?" She ask, scanning the room. Surprise! No hands up. Then her eyes land on me. Shit, shit, shit, I need to change my name and move to Australia.

I haven't even read chapter one yet! I tried but I fell asleep.

"Lydia give us a quote" she says sternly.

Ermmm...

"And while you at it take your sun glasses off, it's winter" she says cockily. I hate miss Holland!

I don't take them off instead I re-adjust them. "Page 160, 'she said' one of my personal favourite quotes from they author."

I was guessing it must of said she said some where, I mean from the first page I saw the tense.

She glared at me and says with irritation laced in her voice, "although correct, not what I was looking for miss. Your home work was to read the book up to chapter 34. You failed. Why don't you take a trip to the principals office."