The Fandom School

8

Holly's POV

I tried to fix my straight, light brown hair (sorry if it says she looks different in any chapters before, I changed how she looks.) My hair is usually down, other then the occasional pony tail when it gets hot. I suck at doing hair.

I checked the mirror to see a tan girl with gray-blue eyes and silky hair. I'd almost forgot chapstick, so I grabbed mine and smeared it on my lips. I hate chapped lips.

I looked at the time on my phone. 7:50 Friday, August 29th. I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door, running down the hall to catch up to Tiff.

"Hey." She waved.

"Hi." I replied as we entered the elevator. We were surprisingly the only ones in the elevator. "Oh god, are we late?"

"I don't think so. We have ten minutes." Tiff shook her head as the doors opened to reveal the lobby.

We turned to go to our separate classes. Checking my schedule, I realized that I have... worshipping? What's that? I found my classroom and entered.

I looked around and saw that none of my friends are in this class. Great. I took a seat next to a girl with straight brown hair and blue eyes. She seemed nice, and turned to me to talk after a few seconds.

"Do you know what this is?"

"Not really." I replied.

"I don't either." She laughed.

"Excuse me, I'm sitting here." Some high-pitched voice sounded from behind me. I turned to see a girl with reddish-brown hair and freckles.

"I don't think so." I shifted uncomfortably.

"I was going to sit here!" She wined. "She's my friend."

"Lilly that's kinda mean she was sitting the-" The girl beside me began.

I looked at the girl next to me, and caught a glance at her binder. Astor. It read. I sighed, and got up to move. I'm not really up for making any enemies.

I moved next to a girl with short blonde hair and pimples. "Is anyone sitting here?" I asked.

"No, captain obvious." She laughed.

I took a seat and we started chatting. "My names Holly."

"Cool, I'm Shannan. That's Evelyn." Shannan pointed to the girl next to her. She smiled and fixed her glasses.

"Hey." I waved. Two girls walked over to where we we're sitting. "God, I hope you don't wanna steal my seat too." I sighed.

"I mean, I might." One of them, who had really long hair, sat at one of the desks in front of us. The other, with frizzy brown hair and a bunch of bug bites on her legs sat next to her.

"I'm Carmella." The frizzy-haired girl said, adding a weird laugh at the end that made me giggle.

"My names Andrea." The other replied.

Too many names to remember. "I'm Holly." I smiled.

Our teacher cleared her throat. "I am Mrs. Landmont. You might be wondering, what is 'worshipping'? Well, it's basically a class where you get a free period to watch shows and YouTube, read, make edits, and write. You should probably bring your electronics to this class. If you have any questions please ask. I expect it to be quiet!" She sat down and opened up a book.

This sounds fun! I grabbed my phone and hopped onto YouTube. I watched one of Leafy's videos, then Graser's. I checked my fan page on Instagram to see people making edits of or just posting this one picture of Will I haven't seen before.

I clicked the search bar and had 'Kiingtong' typed in a second. Sure enough, he'd posted a new selfie about fifteen minutes ago. I screenshotted it to add my collection. I'll make en edit of this later. I thought. I scrolled through the rest of my feed and saw a post from my best internet friend, Kelsey.

It was, of course, that new picture of Will. I read the caption. 'Omg guys everyone is reposting this so I guess I'm gonna...?' I commented 'oMg dadDy 😩😘😍😝😤'

'Oh' Kelsey replied after a few minutes. 'Ya wanna slide into my dms?'

'With pleasure' I laughed, earning a few awkward stares from my classmates.

'Heyyy hoe'

'Suh dud' I replied.

'How's your school going ;)' Kelsey lives on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, in the U.K.

'Pretty gud' I replied, smiling. 'I'm in some class where we literally go on our phones, so it's pretty lit'

'Zayyyyyyum can I join'

'Yeah please meet me'

'I wish ;('

'Damnit your gonna make me cry in class'

'O sorry m7'

'Wha'

'M8'

'Oh ok, m7'

'Shut the hell up'

'Hells a bad word' I replied.

'Oops sorry mom'

'Yea just don't do it next time' I warned. I switched back over to YouTube until Mrs. Landmont told us to stop.

"Collect your stuff and head to your next class." She ordered.

I grabbed my stuff and went to shipping.

Instead of sitting with Eliza I took a seat with three other girls.

"Hi, I'm Delilah." One of the two blondes said.

"I'm Holly." I replied.

"I'm Krista." Another said. She has brown hair and brown eyes.

The other blonde said, "Hey, I'm Kelseigh.

Some girl with long brown hair flounced over to us. She looked surprised when she saw me sitting there.

Oh god, not this again. But instead of yelling at me she turned to Ms. Riffle and said. "Can I pull up a chair?"

"No. Four per table."

"Why!"

"Because."

She frowned and went to the table Eliza was  sitting at.

Yay. One more person that doesn't like me because of a seat.