The 'buddy' system

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July, 1990
I woke up to to the annoying sound of my alarm ringing.
     I got out of bed and turned it off. 'Monday, great.'I thought. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and went into the bathroom to get washed.
         I brushed my teeth and washed my face, I had dark circles under my eyes, per usual.
"Don't you look hot Jaz." I said to myself sarcastically. After taming my wild, curly hair under a cap, I went into my bedroom to choose something out of my wardrobe.
      It took me a while and I raked through a whole load of clothes, but after about 10 minutes I eventually put an outfit together.
  

 I grabbed my pre packed backpack, my books and went downstairs

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I grabbed my pre packed backpack, my books and went downstairs. I wasn't much of a fan of breakfast so I went straight out the door.
      My mom, dad and baby brother were all still asleep so I didn't want to bother them.
       I waited outside my house for the big, yellow school bus to arrive. And it did just that, in only 5 minutes today.
      I got on and sat further to the back. I put my bag beside me so nobody could sit next to me. What? I was an antisocial person.
       I pulled my Walkman out of my bag and played Nirvana on my headset. I also pulled out my notebook and pencil and carried on the sketch I started yesterday. It was of my babe, Johnny Depp.
      I was almost finished, I just had to add texture to his face.
     I was listening to their new album, Nevermind. I hadn't always been a fan, but a friend got me into them a few years ago.
        15 minutes later, and we had arrived at the hell whole they called a school. I'd always hated Montgomery High, I hated the teachers, and most importantly, I hated the people there. Yeah, I hated a lot of things.
       I walked through the main door, probably looking like pure shit, and walked to my locker. I put my Walkman in there and proceeded to add some more blue tack to my Johnny Depp pictures that I stuck on the inside of the door.

 I put my Walkman in there and proceeded to add some more blue tack to my Johnny Depp pictures that I stuck on the inside of the door

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Suddenly, someone came behind me and pinched my waist.
      "Back the fuck off!" I shouted, assuming it was some perv, but when I turned around, it was just Alison and Cindy. "Oh, sorry."
       "It's fineeee." Alison laughed. "Good to know you've got your guard up."
       "Yeah, you never know when you've got to break someone's neck."
       Alison was wearing a Thrasher skateboard tee with a checker shirt over. Followed by some skinny jeans.
       Whilst Cindy, who hadn't even said hi (rude), wore a crop top and a REALLY short checkered skirt. She flicked her blonde hair behind her.
         "What do you have first?" Asked Cindy
    "Art," I replied shutting my locker door, "You guys?"
      "We have Chemistry." She answered.
     "Well, I'll meet you guys in the canteen at lunch. I have some revision to do at break."
      We said our goodbyes, and I proceeded to the art room.
      I grabbed a canvas, put on an apron and sat in my seat. Luckily I sat on a desk by myself, so I didn't have to put up with any small talk.
     And god, I needed a smoke. Desperately. But I knew I obviously had to wait.
       I didn't smoke to fit in with the rest of the 17 year olds, I smoked because it took my mind off things. And it was addictive.
       I continued with the painting I started yesterday, it was of a girl with long flowing purple hair. She was basically the metaphor of nature, with the flowers strewn around her. I put a lot of effort into it, and was rather proud so far.

     I was in the middle of painting one of the flowers, when all of a sudden the tannoy went off

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     I was in the middle of painting one of the flowers, when all of a sudden the tannoy went off.
      "Jasmine Fletcher to The Principals Office please, I repeat Jasmine Fletcher to the Principals Office please."
     'Oh shit' I thought as everyone booed at me.
   I grabbed my stuff, packed away and made my way to Principal Goodly's Office. He sort of looked like a potato; short and stubby. He wore circular glasses and had a bald patch on top of his head. He had a very short temper so I politely knocked before entering.
      "Ahh, Miss Fletcher, take a seat." I took a seat in front of his desk.
      "Am I in trouble?" I huffed.
      "Oh no, no. It's rather exciting actually!" Oh great, I had been chose to be student president. Kill me now.
        "We have a new student attending tomorrow, and we would like you to be their buddy! This is a great honour!"

"And then he said 'it's a great honour'. Like wtf." It was lunch and I was sat in the canteen on a table with Cindy and Alison.
      "What if it's like a bitchy girl? You'll have to put up with all their drama and gossiping!" Suggested Alison.
       "Or it could be a total hotty," I gagged at Cindy's suggestion, "what? It could be! You could get yourself a boyfriend and get over Luke."
       "Ugh shut up Cindy! You know I'm well and truly over Luke, he's a dick and cheated on me with any girl that walked by him!"
       "Aha, yeah." Cindy looked uneasy.
    "I don't know why they picked me tho," I said, taking a bite of my cheese burger, "Since when did I stand out as a good role model?"
      "She could may be one of us?" Alison stated. I rolled my eyes.
      "As If."

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