There I was standing in the middle of the dance floor with no one in my arms, just a rose.
(a few weeks ago)
"The Valentine dance will be in one week make sure you get your tickets and your date." the lady on the intercom said as the first day of the week began. I got right to work on my math work. My teacher,Mrs.Ghastlier
asked everybody who they were going with. "I'm going with Bella!", some boy named John yelled out.Everybody rolled their eyes. Everybody knows Bella doesn't like John. Last year he tried to kiss her and she punched him, yet he thinks it was a punch of love. The bell rang for the next period. As I walked down the hall there where different people doing all kinds of things from fighting, kissing, stealing, and hanging out at each others lockers. The principle gave us 9 minutes to get to class cause everybody would turn up late with 5 minutes. Still, people are being late to class. Nothing in this school ever makes sense. The lunch cost $5 for some chicken, fries, and milk. Some of the spanish teacher don't speak 100% fluent spanish, hell some don't know what, "Adónde fuiste anoche?"means. Now I don't speak fluent spanish, but I know that means "Where were you last night?". The teacher always say," Don't do drugs kids!", yet when you walk by their car, their smoking. To my parents the school is the best school in the county. To me this school is just another school full of dumb people and dumb things. After the 9 minutes of misery, I have to deal with a bunch of assholes in 2nd period. They yell, throw spitballs, cry about their boyfriend breaking up with them. Maybe, they broke up with you for a good reason. Only Lord knows how I survive the day.
