The day continued. As usual.
More annoying people screaming in the hallway. As usual.
Except for that one annoying teacher Mrs. Delight. And let me tell you, she wasn't 'delight' alright.
Maybe the reason I hated her class was because
1) I sit in "partner tables" with Mason Terrell.
2) She's the English teacher so she thinks every single one of us is illiterate.
3) She was the first teacher in my High School years to give me a B- .
4) She is Satan.
Today was probably the best. We had a substitute. It was some half blind old man that sat in his seat and fell asleep every 5 minutes.
Unfortunately, he told us to "learn more about out peers" . What more is there to learn. Do to our small town, there was only 2 high schools, 2 junior highs and 2 elementary schools so I basically have been with 85% of this school for almost all my life.
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After school I was greeted by Emily. My red head friend with cute little orange freckles and pink lips. She had black ray bands and only preferred to wear the first 3 colours of the rainbow. Red, orange, and yellow. Even her braces were orange and pink.
"Hey girlie! Wanna go to starbucks!"
Yes she was the most common white girl there is. It's funny you know we only have 6 schools in this town but their are 16 Starbucks.....logic.
"Ya sure, just let me go home and change." I forced a smile to make her feel better. I really wasn't too fond of hanging out with Emily Swanson. At times she was just a little annoying. But I can't just abandon her, I'm literately her only friend.
Our walk home was silent. We talked of upcoming movies to books we've read and gossiped about rumors of Annabeth. 2:45 We finally arrived at my "over-sized" house. Honestly we didn't need 5 rooms for 3 people living there.
First was the "over-sized" grand door. It led to the "over-sized" living room that was connected to the "over-sized" dining room of plain colours. We had two "over-sized" bedrooms on the first floor. The first was a white and light brown room as the "silent room" meant for reading and doing work. The other was a medium sized maroon room that was the "lounge room". It contained a pool table, mini football table, flat screen TV, and a plain green coach.
If only my life was as interesting as my house.
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Today was that stupid party Mason invited me to. Technically I was not allowed to go because I'm not a senior, but I'm almost positive more than half of the people attending are most likely not a senior.
I'm not really used to going to parties. In my high school times, I've only been to 2 parties. The first one was technically with only 6 people and all we did was sit around and fiddle with our phones.
I usually end up leaving early at parties, I'm no one special so I don't quite belong in that "party central". Plus the only reason I actually still talk to Mason is because I've known him since preschool and his mother is a good friend with my mom. Jolly.
If I attended a party alone, I would most likely not return until I'm found lost, hiding in a cave. I decided to go with Emily and Genevieve. Luckily Genevieve was semi popular so I looked at least a little cooler with her. She was dressed in a pink dress with a small brown belt around her waist. She had a pixie cut that was brown. She looked almost identical to Emma Watson (she's quite gorgeous).
Emily ,as usual, wore a red crop top that was sharp at the edges and contained several golden spikes. To finish her outfit, she had simple black tights with red high heels.
As fancy as everyone seemed, I decided to dress in my everyday clothes. I wore a light green skirt that once again covered my belly button but fell down a few inches above my knees. I had a black, sleeveless crop top that revealed a leather cross across the chest.
Author's note [picture of Emily on the side (; ] *this was not proof read so sorry of there are any mistakes
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