I pushed through the doors of my too big highschool.
"..and then I was like, gurrrrl, that is so cliche!" I sighed as the nasally voice of the most annoying, yet most popular, girl, Keyona Jones, once again sucked any ounce of happiness I had left, as I realized that this was still just another school day.
"Hey watch out!" I heard an underclass men yell far too late....
SMACK!! A stupid football hit me right in the chest.
"Hey dude sorry about..."
SMACK!! I threw the football right back, "dumbass sophomores."
"Damn Tess, I know they're annoying but you don't have to be so harsh", my friend Hannah greeted me at my ugly maroon-shaded locker.
"I am so done with school already," I complained.
"Tell me about it," she said, "I say we just ditch after first period."
"Let's do it," my boyfriend of 2 years, Isaac, walked up.
"Can we just meet by SoHo this time?" I asked, "last time Shields almost saw us by the library." Mr. Shields is our assistant principal, and quite possibly the coldest, meanest man alive.
"Yeah, but who gives a shit if we get caught on the last day of senior year? I mean seriously?" Hannah said
"True," I responded, "but let's play it safe anyway,"
"THE Tess Andrews, playing it SAFE?" Isaac made fun of me.
"Shut up," I said coldly.
BRINGGGG. The obnoxious bell rang.
"Shittt," I started to walk faster, "I'm gonna be late and Mr. Micheals'll lock the door!" I scurried through the halls to the only class I've ever liked, performing arts.
I slid through the door just before it was closed and locked. Luckily for me, Mr. Micheals is a pretty chill teacher most of the time.
I took my seat in the front right corner and received an eyebrow raise from my best friend, Danika Larson.
"shhh," I said with my eyes, "he didn't notice!"
