I made my way down the school halls, everyone moving out of my way. As I reached my art class I took notice of an ever growing crowd at my desk.
I pushed my way to my desk only to be met with 3 girls. The first one was sitting in my seat. She had extremely fake blonde hair, green eyes with tacky pink eye shadow, she was wearing a hot pink mini skirt, and a low-cut red top. She had one way too many bracelets and had long ass fake white nails.
The one on the left had short curly brown hair, she had a similar outfit to the first one, only she had red eye shadow, blue eyes and a red mini skirt with a pink top.
The one on the right had long straight black hair, hazel eyes with black eye shadow. She had on white skinny jeans, a brown blouse and a white jacket.
Everyone parted, much to their displeasure, and I was standing in front of them. "Move it. That's my desk, you fake wannabe Barbies." I tell them, dropping my stuff on the desk. "Oh honey, this is my desk. You must be new." I pivot on my feet, and literally everyone runs to their seats, knowing that things might turn ugly.
"Y'all must be 'new', cause this is my seat. Now move along to an empty seat." I growl, knocking the chick to the floor. I feel a hand on my shoulder, I already know who it is. "Nick, I'm fine. Just stressed." I demand, looking at him.
"Sure ya are. Can't I check up on my friend?" I shake me head. I was pushed out of my seat, and met with the floor. "That'll teach you not to mess with us." I push myself off the ground and stared the three down.
I narrowed my eyes and clenched my fist. "Do not challenge me."
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