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   I walk to my first period class after telling the busy body, female dog, "no" to joining her little 'slutty' squad.

   The last time I was in the cheerleading squaf was in 7th grade and I was the captain. Everybody thought that I was a slut because I was the center of attention even though I was and still am a Virgin. After I joined cheerleading and became captain I was even more of a slut to them. The worst part was that the rest of the squad were bullying and hurting other people and I didn't know at the time. Of course since I was the captain everyone thought I was leading and telling them to do so. I don't give a damn about what other people think but I know they would be the same and I'm not making the same mistake again.

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My classes are:

1.) Math
2.) Dance
3.) Music
4.) ELA (english)
5.) Lunch
6.) Art
7.) Current Events

   I really like my schedule except for the part where I have Math first. I would've been fine if math was like my 3rd period class. My classes are long too, each class is 1hour and 30minutes except for lunch break which is 40 minutes long. I start school at 8:00am and school ends at 6:20pm. I know this is doom. This is the first time I've ever been to a long timed school. Well atleast it starts later than most other schools, I thought.

   I walk into math class seeing everyone is already seated, running, throwing stuff, loud as frick, and the math teacher sleeping. Great, a teacher who obviously doesn"t know his job or how to teach. I'm not going to fail at math because of this teacher. I then noticed that class was supposed to start three minutes ago and I was late because I was talking to that whore and her little filthy squad.

   I walk up to the front of the classroom, pick up the chalk that was laying on the floor in the front. I slide it on the chalk board until I hear a load squueeeeek noise. I stop once I hear everyone grunt.

   I turn around and see everyone glare at me while covering their ears even the teacher was doing the same except for one who had his head down and had headphone plugged in his ear clearly listwning to loud music. I was satisfyed as long as some people knew me. Their expressions change once they see mh faceand eveyone of them, including the teacher, traced their eyes from my face to the sole of my feet and back up again in shock, knowing that I was extremley beautiful.

   I raise my hand up and wave. "My name is Kesha, I'm 15 years old almost 16, I always get good grades, I also get the highest scores on tests, and my IQ is 140."

   After I was finished with my little speach I looked at the teacher who was staring at me. It was a bit funny but I held in my laughter. It took him a whole fuve minutes to figure out why I was staring at him.

   "Um... Um... K-kesha you c-c-can sit next to rowley, the one who is sleeping.

   I looked around and saw him. He was the one who had his earphones on listenkng to loud music with his head down. He had light brown hair and was a bit musculer. I was sitting in the second out of four rows near the window to the left. The school probably or most likely had the best view of the city.

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