Little Girls

Haley

The bell rang through my ears. I've always hated their bells. They ring way to loud.

"Okay guys don't forget to read chapter two and do a outline for it. I expect it to be detailed."

Student rushed out after. I was one of those students. It's not that I hated that class or anything it's just that I couldn't be late for my next class. Theater 1. I was an actor, well I like to think so.

As I ran out, I collided with another girl who was trying to escape her class. I knocked her right to the ground.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I should pay more attention to where I'm going, I'm such a cults," my voice was loud, too loud. I probably blew her ears off

I watched her as she got up and dusted her white jeans off. She was short. Not too short but smaller then me. She also had long brown hair that was put up into a ponytail. Her eyes were a dull looking green, but still stunning on her heart shaped head, and perfect arched eyebrows.

"Are you okay."

"Yeah, it was my fault."

"I'm Haley by the way," I stuck out my had as a greeting. I had never saw her in school before.

"Bree," she shook it.

My mouth turned upward, "See you around Bree," I waved her goodbye and started my way back to class.

As I ran in I bumped into a boy. I looked up to see who it was. Kyle, thank god.

"Sorry," I laughed

He smiled that patted me on the head. He was taller then me, not by a lot but still. He and I used to go out last year, but we broke it off, we just thought that we were more friends then a dating relationship. It was better this way.

"It's nothin, bugaboo."

"Still with that nickname," I sighed.

"You know I'll never stop," he started to smile, but I just walked away. Sometimes he could pretty stubborn.

"Okay class, lets start at scene four."

"JACKSON!" My voice screeched.

"Bella, how nice of you to drop by," Tyler another boy in my class said.

"Jackson, she was your sister! How could you do that to her."

"She was never my sister, she was a low life, a scum, a bitc-" as he acted my hand went right across his face. The sound of the door opening was drowned out by the slap. It was a hard fake slap.

All our eyes looked back at the door. It was Bree.

"Um-hi," her voice echoed in the silent room. She looked so uncomfortable.

"SHE WAS YOUR ONLY FRIEND!" My voice scattered the silent.

Tyler seemed to realize what I was doing so he also continued the scene, "You were my only friend," fake tears broke from his eyes.

"AND SCENE! NOW NEW GIRL," he cleared his voice then continued, "Please come here."