"My Ass Has Hands On It"
March 5, 2010
So I woke this morning and literally had a conversation with myself in my mind. Here's how it went:
"Ugh, it's Friday."
"Hey, look on the bright side, at least the weekends finally here."
"Yea, but it's Free For All Friday."
"Oh. True, true."
"Exactly, and I really don't feel like going to school."
"Well, at least you get to wear your awesome shorts with paint hand prints on the ass."
"Ha. That is true."
"And, Alice In Wonderland comes out today."
"Huh, it does. Doesn't it."
"It surely does."
"Well, thank you me. But I should really go and get ready now."
"Good talking to you."
After that very interesting conversation with myself, I raced to the bath room to commence day two. It took all of 45 minutes for me to get ready. Once I was on the bus and engaged in a conversation with my friends, everything started to flow much easier. Somehow, we had gotten on to the subject of things we could say with either holding up one of our middle fingers, or both. I have to admit, some of the things my friends said were pretty good. But we all agreed that mine was the best. What had I said? "One finger up and I'm out, 'cause you ain't even worth two."
Once off the bus, I made the 3 minute walk to the band room, which, might I add, was locked today, again. So we all had to stand outside in the freezing cold weather again for a good 20 minutes. Oddly enough, I got there at least 10 minutes before Trent. Which is weird, because he's usually there before me. So while I waited for my wonderful boyfriend to appear, I had an interesting conversation with a few of my other friends. We had gotten on the subject of Trent and how he has the ability to appear out of nowhere. While talking about him, I turned to face my friend Miranda for one second. And when I turned back around, he was standing there, smiling. I looked up at him (he's like 4 inches taller than me) and said, "Where'd you come from?! You, like, appeared out of nowhere!" Laughing, my friend Dimitri replied, "I told you he would do that."
While we're standing and talking, I am shivering like a wet dog. This is because I am wearing a tank top, black leggings, and blue Soffes with white paint handprints on the ass.
Eventually, the time comes when we decide to walk to class. This time, instead of walking with just Trent, we walk with Miranda, Courtney, Dimitri, and another one of my friends but I don't remember who exactly. Trent and I are walking ahead of them, hold hands. As we turn a corner, Dimitri tried to separate us, but failed. He tried again, but failed that time too. Courtney laughed and said, "You're not going to break them up, Dimitri." He just looked at her and smirked. After a few moments he tried again, but ended up failing. Then Courtney decided to join him, but she too failed. Our hands could not be separated.
I ended up falling asleep in first period, so I don't really recall anything. Second period was boring, and third period was the same. Lunch finally came around, but I didn't eat. I might have had a bit of Maja's muffin, but that was it. After lunch, Trent and I spotted Miranda laying down on her stomach and Courtney sitting on her back. I said, mostly to myself, that I wanted to sit on Miranda also. I guess Trent heard, because he dragged me over to where they were and proceeded to make me sit on Miranda's legs. It was fun until she decided to roll over, causing us all to fall into the mulch. It was a little awkward, I have to admit. I was squished between Miranda and a large tree while Courtney was laying flat on her back with he legs sprawled out over Miranda, and Trent was leaning casually against Miranda's legs as if it hadn't affected him.
Seventh period came fairly fast today. Which was a good thing. At the beginning, we all sat down in out normal seats. The substitute called roll, and then let us do whatever. Naturally, I went in one of the practice rooms with my friends. I'm not going to go into detail about what all went down. After about 20 minutes of laughing till I couldn't laugh anymore, we all exited the room one-by-one. I immediately walked over to Trent, turned around, shoved my ass in his face, and said, "I have hands on my ass!" Naturally, he laughed. I turned around and smiled, happy to get the reaction I was hoping to receive.
1:55 finally rolled around and our substitute dismissed us. I had to stop at Student Services because I got my iPod taken up by my teacher in fifth period, which made me very mad. But I was happy, because I got a free Ziploc bag. It was one of those giant kinds too. I immediately ripped open the Ziploc bag and removed my iPod. Sadly, I threw the giant Ziploc in the garbage can, for I had no use for it. Trent and I proceeded to walk towards the bus when he suddenly dragged me towards his "Gay Lover" and gave him a huge hug, all while still holding on to my hand. I impatiently tapped my foot, but it had no use. Instead, Trent bent the guy he was hugging over a rain, causing me to bend forwards over the rail, which caused me to look like a slut trying to show off my ass.
Finally, we made it to my bus, said good-bye to each other, and parted till the next time we would see one another. The bus ride home was nothing out of the ordinary. I sat with the same kid I always do, and talked to the same people. Nothing special or interesting happened after that. Except for the fact that I bang my head against the counter while trying to stand up, which hurt really bad. Which brings me to where I am now.
