Let me see. Today's the last day for the bet. Finally. Who would have believed I would actually survived through this all. I hope I can survive for the very last period in the day. English. I don't think I can though.
I walked into the classroom with my head high. Nikita and Jane were besides me not giving a care in the world. If I was not me, I would have not known what to do. I feel like I became a better person through this.
I walked up to the table we four sat in. Liv was already there. She just loves pulling a Liv. You know, ditching us once the bell rings or we have to go.
The bet, however, what should I do later. I have no meaning in life without it.
"So, what are you going to do, now that the bet is over," asked Nikita. That's what I was thinking! Are you reading my mind Nikita?
"That is a very good question. I will tell you on hangouts," I said. I can't tell her now. To tell you the truth, I have no idea.
"I bet she has no idea," claimed Jane. What is it with people reading my brain!
Liv shrugged. "All I care is that winter break is tomorrow and my secret Santa gift." She then continued drawing a picture.
Oh my god! I totally forgot! I have to give my secret Santa gift tomorrow. Well, I have to buy it today then give it to Liv tomorrow.
In my drama filled class of mine, we had secret Santa that has about 20 people. Well it is not secret Santa anymore. Everyone knows who has who. Liv has Kayla. I have Liv. Nikita has Abigail, Jane has... nobody. My class cannot keep secrets. That is a fact.
My head hurts bad. It's already the last period. One more day till winter break. Then I can relax and look up Arabian hot guys.
"Will you bring your iPad tomorrow?" asked Nikita. Oh my iPad! I forgot about it. I have so many pictures saved on there. It is amazing. Well not amazing as Liv's over a thousand saved anime pictures on her flash drive and phone. Liv has three phones. A shitty phone, a very shitty phone, and a phone that is Windows 7.
I never seen the shitty phone though. I can't wait for march. My dad will buy me an iPhone. YEs, an actual iPhone. I don't have to carry those fake cases with boxes that looks like the real thing but is just cardboard. No. I might get an iPhone 6 or 7. Can't wait!!!!
"So y'all must get a few questions down. I will be checking in an hour," stated the teacher. An hour. Are you kidding me? Is this guy alright?
"We need to create a question, guys," claimed Jane. As always, Jane is always on task, no matter what.
"Mr. Fuente! Is this a good question!" called Nikita. He then came and read all of the questions she came with.
"It's alright," he claimed.
"So how does immigration not affect us in English?" asked Jane. That is okay. Barely.
"Are you alright, Jane?" asked Liv. Are you alright, Liv?
"So, do you like the question?" Jane asked.
"Yeah. It's alright. For now," I muttered the last part, absentmindly. What? I have no time for this class. I am drawing.
"Alex, you alright? You're drawing in your handout that you're supposed to give in," said Nikita. I am? I looked down. Oh well. At least I have improving in art.
Unlucky for me, the teacher was there. I called the teacher because saying Mr. Fuente is annoying.
"You see. ALex's jealous. She's jealous that Jane can come up with a question and she can't," he claimed. Are you kidding me? I am the leader of this group.
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Alex's Bet
General FictionWhat happens with a bet that you just regretted agreeing to. Join Alex in this adventure of middle school life where she tests her fears and safety of others.