Yup I am the new girl which I quite hate.
I closed my car door and locked it. I walked on the sidewalk that lead me into the school that was really huge from the outside of I wonder how it will look from the inside.
"Omg, look at her, what is she wearing." just great there already gossiping about me.
"She looks boring, can she at least put some accessories." this time I was walking faster that made my heels stomp on to the ground and made me feel like I have confidence in my self. I push the door open to the school that was bigger from the outside.
I opened my book back and started shoving through my books and other junk stuff.
I was looking for my locker code and my list for class period.
Ring!!!!!!!!!
I opened my folder and found my two lists. Finally. I am going to be late for class.
I walk down the hallway looking for my locker, I don't care if I am going to be late I am the new girl that what always happen to movies the teachers won't blame me for anything. I walked up to the locker and looked on the locker number carefully yup, this is my locker I enter the little code and bam!!
My locker opened. Whooo!
I grabbed my books from my book bag and shoved it into my locker, I grabbed my paper for my class period, lets see what's first, history ahhhhh I hate history!
Walking down the hall looking for history, my toes feel sore from walking around for 30 minutes.
Finally, I found history I started running and burst into class this was an akward moment.
Everybody was staring at me. Again.
"Miss Spots your late."
"Sorry, I couldn't find my locker and then the class room."
"You missed about 46 minutes of history, I am sorry but I have no choice but you will have detention."
Really I am the new girl and she suspects me to be here on time, what kind of teacher is she. Well I guess it's not like the movies.
I walked to my seat and the book bag slid through my arm and then I let them slip through my fingers. That made a large pound on the floor.
"Sorry." I said in a starcasm tone.
After about 25 minutes the school bell rang. I quickly grabbed my papers and tossed them into my book bag and ran out of the class room.
A girl popped up into my face.
"Hi, I am Emma Miller and your the girl that said sorry to the teacher in a starcasm tone, right?"
"How do you know that?"
"I am in history class just like you."
"Oh I guess I wasn't paying attention to the people around me."
"What's your name?"
"Oh my name is Zakayna Spots."
"Are you attracted to anybody in school?" Emma asked in a curious tone.
"No, of course no-"
Ouch, I hit something hard that made fall on butt.
My hand was on my head and look up. I just bump into someone.
"Can you a least watch where your going." said a deep voice.
I got up and picked up my books and said "Correction, can you watch where your going."
"Do you have any idea who that is?" Emma whispered.
"No, and I don't care." I whispered shouted.
"Girls are you done chit chatting?" he smirked.
"I don't think so."
Someone yanked my wrist and I turned around, Emma was yanking on me. So I decided to follow her.
"What are you doing Emma? I was in the middle of something!"
"Do you have any idea who that is?"
"No"
"He is Jake Froster, the football player that all girls fall for!"
"So I don't care who he is, he blame the bump on me you saw him."
Ring!!!!!!
"Bye, I have biology see you later."
"Ok meet me at lunch."
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