Chapter 4 - On my nerves

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This is my 3rd glasses on my this semester. Thanks to Ashley and Brittney, dad brought me a pair of contact lns. Fortunately, I have received my allowance for the week,  and I was able to buy a pair of glasses.

I just hope, that no one is planning to trip me. Again.

Anyway, remember Adam? He invited me to join the Theater thing. I never ever in my whole life have been invited.

I walked through the office when I saw Brittney, carrying some flyers. I tried to ignore her, but no such luck. "Hey sucker!" she called as she shove a flyer at my face. "Look what's happening."

The flyer said:

Are you cool and have a talent in singing? Then come and join
SIRENS VOICE

at the principal's office, exactly 4:30 PM. Or confront Brittney Cross and Ashley Jane Hills.

"Why are you showing this to me?" I asked, totally out of the picture.

"Nothing." she sneered. "I'm just trying to save your sorry butt. This guild is only for super talented people. Try remembering that, so you won't put yourself in shame."

ME? SHAME?  DOES THIS GIRL THINK IS SHE?! I wanted to slap the smirk off her stupid face. 

She even dared to say that?! I can arrest her in any minute! 

And you won't believe what I did to her next. I really slapped her on the face! Ha.

Ok. Slapping her on the face wasn't really TRUE. I was just imagining it. Great.

"Fine." I said quietly. "I'm really not joining that so you called Siren's butt." I glared at her beady eyes. Without saying a word, I entered the the office. I was so tired of making a blob of drama with Britt face.

But all of the tension flowed out of me when I saw Adam. "Hey" he greeted. "Good thing you came!".

Next to me was a guy in braces and freckles. His T-shirt saids: I'M WITH STUPID. With an arrow pointing at my direction. "Hey." I called as I point at his T-shirt. " Nice shirt dude."

"Thanks" he said shortly.

Mental Note to myself: buy a T-shirt like that and stand beside Brittney or Ashley.

Adam gave me some papers. It saids: Theatrical Mempership Form.

I got kinda ticked when the last question laid on my eyes.

What talent/skill can you distribute in this guild?

I answered: I can design some. costumes. And I guess I can sing......

I finally finished the form and passed it to Adam. He placed the form on a brown folder and said "Now lets just wait until next week for the announcement of Mr. Kerr."

Mr. Kerr? Our teacher in Chemistry? Not bad. He is a guy with black curly hair and dorky glasses. And them and Ms. Drusilla are both..............I dunno......scary.

"Hey, have you checked out the newest hacking system? I made it!" The guy beside me beamed.

"No way dude?" Adam said. "You got punked!"

"Ofcourse! No one will beat the great Michael Smith!!!!" the guy said.

Micheal Smith.........isn't he.......

>flashback<

"Ewww, dork!" one of the girls said as they tripped a guy in glasses carrying a laptop and lots of books.

Then Hubert, a fat pig(my classmate before) wrestled him. I was alone at the back sit of the school bus.

I stood up and went to Hubert. "Watch it, glass lady!" he oinked(growled-rather). "Or I'll get your allowance."

Without warning, I punched him at the nose. The guy he wrestled was startled. Hubert screamed in pain and went back to his seat with a broken nose. All the stupid girls shut up. "Hey, you ok?" I asked the guy.  He nodded. I picked up his books as he picked up laptop. We both sat at the backsit. "Anyway, I'm Liane Erra." I said as I slumped at the cushion of the bus.

"I'm Michael Smith." He whisphered.

>flashback ended<

"No way Michael! Is that you?" I shouted in glee.

"Liane Erra?"  he exclaimed.

We hugged each other as if we were siblings who aren't able to see each other for years.

"I remember you!" he said excitedly "You punched Hubert at the nose and-"

Adam stared at me. He suddenly grinned. "Michael keep on me that."

"Uh yeah." I laugh nervously. "Are you for the theater thing too?"

"Yes!"

We hugged again and jumped up and down. Again.

But the moment lasted when Ashley unexpectedly barged in. Her stupid, perfect face was stucked. A sly grin was drawn on her silly face.

"God, Liane! This is a principal's office, not a nerd's hangout room." she hissed.

My fist began to clench. I was sweating in anger. Michael suddenly realized what I was planning to do.

"Actually" he stammered "We should really be going."

"No." I cutted in as I pointed at Ashley "you should be going."

She stared at me and scoffed. Adam was also sweating. I was going to burst in anger.

Without warning, Ashley dunked her can of soda on my face.

No jokes. Face.

"What have you done?" Michael exclaimed at her "You don't know what will happened if-"

I really lost it.

But instead of punching Ashley, I decided to get even.

I gave her a flying kick. She screamed in pain.

I was red in anger. I suddenly chuckled like an evil character in some tv shows. Hey, atleast I noticed.

I turned at the door and saw my Physics Eds teacher, Mr. Davis. He was eyes wide. I stormed out of the room and run to my next class. Everythings on my nerves.

Suddenly, I lost my guts and suddenly remembered the horrible memory.

The kick.

The soda.

Argh! I'm gonna have a headache.

But she's still on my nerves!

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