Some people really don't understand the stuff I deal with on a daily basis. Whether it's school, teachers, family or motherfuckers from my school they all do entirely to much.
That's exactly why I keep to myself now. If you can't tell I'm not with that extra shit. And with the people I go to school with, they make you wanna consider being homeschooled.
But I'm already halfway through senior year, only 2 more quarters to go. So I gotta just stick it out.
"Riley, what's the answer to number 5?" Ms.Thomas my math teacher asked interrupting my thoughts.
That's honestly something I hate about teachers, they are always trying to embarrass their students. No matter how good their grades are or how respectful they are.
"I don't know." I said quickly trying to hide the embarrassment from my face. I nervously pulled both of my sleeves past my hands and pulled the collar of my shirt to the bridge of my nose.
"Incorrect Ms. Campbell, and if you wanna keep your grade up in my class you might wanna stop spending so much time daydreaming, and spend more time studying your notes to learn the material."
Instead of replying I just nod my head.
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At my school there is a bunch of different type of people.
There is the preppy, rich ones (most of them are stuck up).
There are the gothic ones (which they usually keep to themselves).
Then, there are the jocks... they are the most popular athletes of them all. To be honest they are all assholes and clearly only think with their dicks. All except for on--
When I turned the corner I ran smack into someone's chest. I stumbled back but before I could fall his arms caught me around my waist.
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WildFire
Teen FictionRiley Campbell Is not the girl you would catch at a party or even out past 11 But what happens when things get hard and she starts to let go? Will she put that fire out.. or will it spread like wildfire burning everything in her path? Join her on he...
