Nichelle's P.O.V.
Monday, August 25th, 2012;
The start of Sophomore year.
This was the year that changed everything,
I sighed as I walked through the front door of my high school. After I got my schedule for the semester, I went to find my best friend ; Jean. I wanted to see if we had any classes together. After stopping at my locker and finding my home room ,I saw Jean running to find me. It took her a few minutes but when Jean saw me, she ran up to me and someone had tripped her, causing her to drop her coffee , which spilled down the front of her white shirt. I ran up to Jean and said Oh My Goodness😁 , are you okay?!? Jean replied ; no! Nichelle ! My shirt is ruined 😭😭😭, now ill have to wear the stinky gym shirt!! I told her I had dance this year and I tossed her my hoodie which she put on as we ran to the locker room , hoping nobody saw what had happened. Luckily me and Jean are the same size in everything but shoes! I had an extra shirt in my dance bag, that I happily tossed to Jean and said here ,wear this! Now let's go wash out the coffee before the stain sets on your new shirt 😊 !
*RING RING RING RING *🕰
Oh no! I looked at Jean and said that was the late bell, we missed home room! Jean replied , well if your stupid ex; Ryan wouldn't of tripped me, we wouldn't be late right now!! I thought for a few seconds and said what the hell , he made us late being a dirtbag! Jean , we'd better get to first period ! What do you have first? Jean said , well I have social skills with Ms. Monkey. I glanced at my schedule and told Jean; Sweet, we have the same first period!
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