I groan as me and bailey get ready for school "school is gross can we not go?"
"sorry, we have to." bailey reminds me.
"i don't want to get fucked by the math teacher though"
"Sorry boo"
We make it to school and we split up. Today math is canceled because of some reason. So I head to history.
-more mental groaning- i haTe history, well it shouldn't be to bad, we are learning shIt about Alexander mother fucking steal yo gurl Hamilton. And plus, Mr. Hottie mc damn-son is there. Now the thing about hottie mc damn-son is that he hates me, he is a regular on the bully list. Oh His name is Michael, OH DEAR GOD HONNEH, I CANNOT DESCRIB TO U HOW GUD DIS MAN LUXS... OKAY SO HIS PITCH BLACK HAIR IS THE FLOOFIEST THING EVER. THE ONLY THING THAT RIVALS THAT SHIT IT MY TAIL, WHICH SAYS A LOT CAUSE I AM A FOX NEKO THINGY. his eyes are like pools of silver (bailey I have no clue what this bois colors are I'm going blindly) and his skin and beautiful ivory color. And he always wears flannel, and god dose it look good on him. He is my daddy~ yes I know, I have a daddy kink, SHUT THE FUCK UP. I scramble to my desk and sit down, as suspected Michael and his gang are congregating, one of his buds is flirting with PJ, and michael is glareing daggers and knives at me, oh god his silver eyes cut right through me. I silently fantasize about him ubtill the teacher and another student show up, looking quite winded and ruffled ,( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° ) if you know what I mean. Any way the teacher lectures us about Alexander mother fucking steal your girl hamilton, and I don't pay attention. Never do *awkward figerguns*. The bell rings and a wave of students try to escape the room. I am one of the last to leave.
( the music at the top is a Head cannon voice for zero, I don't own the music.)
