Chapter 1
Quote of the day:
"Today you are you, that is truer than true. There is no one alive that is youer than you!"-Dr. Seuss
Passage of the day :
"Do not conform to the pattern of this world."-Romans 12:2
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So let's have a recap kids!Me and my friends were talking about boogers and phlegm when 3 gorgeous (as Savannah would describe them) specimen came in and the whole cafeteria stared in awe.
But what happened after, you ask? Well, calm down and I'll tell you.
So the guy on the right, whom we'll call 'guy #2' was the first to break the silence.
" I know we're gorgeous but seriously no need to stare" guy # 2 said, smirking.
Ok you know what let's change his name to 'Mister Ego'. After Mister Ego's speech the cafeteria seemed to snap out of their trance and went back to their normal business. Including us.
"Who are those gorgeous specimen?" Savannah ,a.k.a. my bestest friend in the whole freaking universe, asked. Told you that's how she would describe them.
"You mean those egotistical jerks" I scoffed.
"Well to be fair they don't seem that bad" my childhood friend Luke said.
"Ok first of all what the heck and second of all you're agreeing with the hormonal teenager to your right?" I demanded.
" I think that's what he's trying to say Ams"(again it's AIMS NOT AMS) my best friend Blake said.
"I'm not an idiot Blake, I was just clearing it up. Because Luke here is usually the judgmental one and he usually doesn't agree with 'Ms. Hormones' here." I exclaimed.
"Are you feeling all right Luke?" I asked worried about my best friend.
Luke just rolls his eyes in response. Ummm rude much? I guess his going through his rebellious stage
[Luke just smacked me for saying/writing that]
After 5 minutes of silence the bell rings and I bid Blake and Luke adieu. Sav and I have the same class so we head for the Chemistry lab.
To tell you the truth, I don't suck at Chemistry though it isn't my strongest suit. But the thing I love about this class is that our teacher, Mr. Lawson, couldn't care less who your partners are. So naturally my partner is Sav. We were seated at the back of the class because it was harder to get caught there.
As we were settling down one of the new guys entered. He was the one in the center. He had a random blonde bimbo with him. Whom I'm pretty sure I haven't seen around. Either that or her make-up's awfully thick.
Anyway Sav told me he looked like a bad boy because of his jet black hair, his leather jacket, his annoyingly cute smirk, and she told me he had a ring.
I mean seriously what did the ring do? It was just a silver band around his finger. I mean I wear rings all the time. Does it mean I'm a bad girl? I'm pretty sure it doesn't because I've never gotten detention before, I mean like I have but just because of talking an- Wait I'm straying from the topic aren't I? Where was I? Oh! I was talking about how Sav said he looked like a bad boy. Honestly he looked like an arrogant prick to me. I bet he acted like one too.
[Sav hit me for judging so easily, seriously what is it with my friends , I swear all they do is physically abuse me...]
As I was saying the the 'arrogant prick' (yes, we really are calling him that) entered with a blonde bimbo in his arms. I mean seriously first day at school and you're already toying with someone.
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