'Robin Hood strikes again'
I laughed almost madly as my eyes grazed the Philmore gazette, the school newspaper for Philmore high, of which i had the 'honor' of attending.
i casually smirked , and tossed the gossip blog into the nearest recycling bin, adjusting my backpack so that it rested on my shoulders somewhat comfortably.My converse squeaked lightly as i speed walked towards my last class of the day, uneager to get another ego crushing day of school over with.
i sighed as i slipped into my chair , my backpack hitting the carpeted floor below my feet that was decorated lazily with pencil shaving along with several other miscellaneous pieces of forgotten stationery.
i quickly whipped out my journal, taking a pencil out of my backpack that now had a gaping hole near the main section, slowly fraying more as i bobbled and bumped into others in the school hallways ( or as i liked to refer to them as 'Hell Ways')
i tried my best to pick up a small smile, ignoring Angela's posse giggling and glancing over at me occasionally, thin wisps of words reaching my ear that was being exchanged between them.
i glowered at her, then returned back to gazing at the chalkboard that was covered with the name of our substitute teacher, one of the 3 new teachers i have seen today.
i ignored her words as my mind went into its acute state , suddenly starting to tick along with the gears and cogs inside my head that kept turning and churning.slowly, i felt my time slip away fro me, and i gaze over at the clock, frowning internally.
5 minutes until the bell rang.
Crap.
Unlike all of the other hormonal teenagers that were eager to escape the hell hole known as school , i on the other hand was not.
you would figure someone my age would be more then happy to leave, which believe me, i totally would be.
My life is the epitome of Rock bottom.
I have lived my entire school year, staying inside school.
with a sharp ringing, i sighed, walking out of the classroom, slowly trudging over to my locker, i quickly shove a few things into my locker, and with a slam, i headed towards the girls locker room.
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