Fact or Fiction?

New day, New school

He leans in. His messy brown hair falling in his eyes a little from the lack of product in it. As our lips touch he leans back and starts to make the most annoying noise, "beep, beep, beep!"

"Macy!" My mother yells, "turn that shit off and get down here! Its your first day... Again!"

"Fuck" I think to my self as I stand up. I really don't want to go to school. Not today not ever. As my blanket falls off my shoulder and the frigid air hits my skin I regret more and more about listening to my parents. I walk to my small closet and find a decent outfit to wear. I don't really know how long I will be at this school, and its not like I need to try, everyone in this town knows me and my habits.

I pick out a long blue tee-shirt and a pair of black leggings. For shoes I throw on some white flip-flops. For hair I just brush it, then I just do a smokey eye.

When I open up my bed room door I smell eggs and bacon. Every time I transfer schools my mom goes extreme on breakfast in hope that this school will change me and my life will get put together for once in a long time. So far its just been a waste of money cause I haven't changed yet. Part of me feels bad but the other part never asked her to do this. I still wake up though and eat with her. Its not like she's done anything wrong she's just trying to be a good mother that's all.

After I eat I walk down to the bus stop. Since I get in to so much trouble they suspended my license last summer, i won't be able to get it back until I can straighten my act out.

When I show up the group of kids quite down. You could tell they were freshmen, the girls tried to hard on their outfits and the boys all tried to look as gangster as possible. I was surrounded by tons of children. A few minutes go by and they start back to their conversations. I tune them out.

The bus shows up a few minutes later. The bus ride was short to the school and the school it's self wasn't that big.

I walk in and to the office the receptionist was all smiles till I walk up then her happy smile turns to a devastated frown. Looks like they don't want me here as much as I want to be here.

"Hi I'm Macy Lynn, I am here to pick up my schedule and possibly a map of the school if that is not to much to ask for."

"No problem Miss. Lynn" she says with a fake smile. I can already tell she thinks all I will do is make her life hard. I smile at her and she stands up to go get my papers. When she has them to me I grumble a thanks and walk out. I looks at my schedule first to see where I am going.

1: Gym
2: Algebra two
3: science
4: calculus
H: Mr. Reed
5: English 11
6: Study hall

I look at my map to find the gym. When I do I walk there weaving in and out of the crowed of people. I walk to the teachers office and introduce my self. He tells me to walk to the girls locker room and get changed, today is a game day and we will be playing football.

As I walk in the wrenching smell of perfume hits my nose. Giggles from a few other girls hit my ears. Then I hear it a guy talking in a hushed voice. "What the fuck." I think when I hear him. I walk to the bench where three people are sitting. One for the three not belonging here can you guess which.

"Ummm... What the living fuck is a guy doing in here?!?!" I ask all three heads turn to me, the guy smirks and the girls get pissed.

"What the hell are you doing in here!?!?" Barbie one says in a shrill voice.

"This is my class." I say annoyed. The guy is still smirking at me.

"Well don't let me stop you from changing sweet heart." He says in a challenge kind of way. If he wants a challenge he can have one that's for same sure.

"If you wanted me to strip," I say walking toward him "all you had to do was ask." And with that I punch home in the face.

Stupid perverted boys...

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Somewhat short but that's ok .