First Class

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After a couple of minutes a yellow rusty bus finally pulls up along Shea's sidewalk, and comes to a squealing stop, and beeps a couple of times. Shea jumps up off of her couch and quickly walks down her driveway as the bus door slowly creeks open. Shea looks up to find a very un amused bus driver, "You're the last one on my rout." Shea opens her mouth to reply, "Now c'mon we're wasting time." The driver interrupts before grabbing a Styrofoam cup, an spits her chewing tobacco into it, "Hurry it up I don't have all day!" The driver yells once she looks into her review mirror to find Shea searching the bus for a seat. Shea stumbles forward, and is knocked into a seat once the bus driver has had enough, and finally hit the gas, "Hi I'm Nina." A dark skinned girl exclaims reaching out to shake Shea's hand, "Uh hi." Shea pushes her hair out of her face so she can see who the figure sitting in front of her looks like, "I'm Shea."
"You're the new girl right?"

"Yeah." Shea chuckles, "How'd you know?"

"Are you kidding me?" Nina tilts her head to the side and looks at the crowd of kids, "Notice anything?"

Shea looks at the crowd in confusion, "What?"

Nina rolls her eyes and pierces her lips, "Never mind."

"So what classes do you have? Are you a Sophomore?" Nina asks before evasively snatching Shea's schedule from her open bag.
"Oh you have English then art? You'll love Miss Velour." Nina looks Shea up and down before finishing her sentence, "And she'll definitely love you."

Shea's ears perk up as she turns slightly towards Nina, "What's the class like exactly?"

Nina shrugs and smacks her lips, "She just lets us do whatever. It's very ...freestyled I guess? The only time she actually pays attention to what you're doing is when you aren't doing anything."

Shea smiles intently, and sits back in her seat. 'Maybe I'll actually like this school.' "Sounds nice." She replies back with a large grin painted across her face.
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Shea walks into her first class to find a very tall man standing at the front of the class, "You must be Shea?" Shea looks up at the tall man, and timidly nods her head, "Class this is Shea. So this will be your assignment chart I give all of my students this so you know what is missing and what isn't." The teacher hands her a laminated piece of purple paper with all of the assignments for the semester, "Oh, and I'm Mr, Milk." He turns around and writes his name on the board with a piece of chalk.


The second the teacher begins to speak most of the kids already have their heads down out of boredom she looks to the back to see a couple snoring, 'Fuck.' Shea thinks to herself as she slouches in her chair while listening to Mr Milks exasperating voice, "Fuck yeah." Shea whispers to herself once she finds her ear buds laying at the bottom of her bag, and instantly shoves them in her ears once Milk turns his back to write something else on the bored, 'I already know this shit any way.' Shea pulls out the chart Milk gave her, and begins working on the assignment that's supposed to be turned in the next day.



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