Second grading has started...
I'm in the front of the hell's gate, I mean in front of the school gate. I ran my fingers through my hair as I entered the school. I saw Gerene, my bff, smiling annoyingly.
She looked at me from head-to-toe, her eyes are so annoying. She's always like this though. "Do you have a partime job? You look tired look at those eyebags!" she was laughing annoyingly while pointing at my eyebags. Such a weirdo.
"Do you have a part time job too because your CHEST must have an overtime!" I smirked at her while pointing at her nonexistent breast.
She made a grimace while peeking her chest. "Whatever!" She dragged my hand and went to our classroom. We took our seat on the fourth row. My classmate are so noisy. They're shouting our teacher's name, and some of them are doing beatbox. It's annoying but it's cool!
Somebody went in our seat. "Hey Via, on Febuary there will be an event next year are you going to join us?" I raised my head and saw one of my classmate. I nod and smiled at her. And I don't know what kind of event she's saying. She turned to Gerene and asked the same question. Gerene said yes.
"Do you know what kind of event is it?"
"Dunno." Ms. Smith entered the classroom and everybody stood up. We greeted her and took our seat again.
"Okay cl-"
"ANGELA SMITHHHHH!!!!!! WHOOOOO!!" The boys shouted and started doing beatbox. Ms. Smith frowned. Then she stood in the middle, staring at each boy's faces.
"3..2..1.. Mannequin challenge." Mike whispered. And we found ourselves not moving.
I glanced at Ms. Smith, she's still not moving and kept staring at the boys. It made me laugh a little.
After the long pause, the boys started shouting and jumping. They're like in a bar with a monster sound system. And we girls, finally joined the party! PARTEH!
"CURSE THIS SECTION! DON'T EXPECT TO PASS IN THIS SUBJECT!" Her face looked so pissed! Until she reached her boiling point.
She took her things and walk out to our class. We screamed, packed our things and went to the cafeteria. This is the best day ever!
Me and Gerene ordered white pasta with a bunch of bacon on it. We took our seat with our classmate, and this time they're quite busy eating and playing with their food.
"Why are you so quiet guys? Did the cat scratch your tongues?" I asked them. Zack raised his pizza.
"It's pizza, bitch!" They all laughed and continued eating their food.
"Section Fahrenheit? Am I right?" A student council went in front of our table. We all nod and after that she put a piece of paper on the table and walks away.
Gerene took the paper and read it. "Looks like we're in big trouble again, guys." Oh I know, Ms. Smith reported us again for the second time. I remember when she reported us for the first time, all of the section are in the office. All of our heads are down pretending that we are innocent but we can't hold our laugh so we kept giggling until, we got into a punishment.
"So? Are you guys going to the guidance office?" I asked them out of the blue. Mike is tapping his chin with his index finger. "My answer is no, look. They are the one who want something from us right?" His hand is turning upside down. "So we are staying." We all clapped at whatever his opinion is. He bowed and put his palm on his chest and stood up.
"Appreciated." He took his seat.
