Almost You

The Tie Guy, The Party, and The Tears

Chapter 11

The Tie Guy, The Party, and The Tears

Days flew by quickly, they left me wondering where it all had gone. Suddenly, it was friday. Tomorrow was Prom.

"Nonononono....." I muttered to myself franticaly as I scrambled through the hall ways. I was desperate to catch my text books that slid slowly out of my grasp.

I stood above the stairs, already behind scheldule. My hair was tied into a clumsy ponytail at the back of my head, I was makeupless, leaving me no protection from the nasty purple rings that casted under my eyes. I dressed in slim dark jeans, and a plain t-shirt. Don't I look sexy.

I scrambled after the notebooks as they crashed down the stairs. I hastilly grabbed them as I kept up my desperate pace.

The last few weeks of school were the busiest and hardest for the students, full of exams and tests. It made the teachers always seem creepily happy.

I found the classroom. I swung myself in, automacticaly earning me a face plant on the tile flooring. Students stepped around me as they pilled in, ignoring me as if it was natural for a senoir to be attacking the floor.

I grumbled, rubbing my shoulder from the impact. I jumped back from the teacher (Who was standing *this* close away from me, glaring.) like he was some sort of trained ninja. Creepy.

He was bald, and old. I think he was allergic to kids, because I often saw him weeping in the corner outside the class when we got rowdy. He was 'that' kind of teacher, he lived at home with his mom, dressed in plaid with ties that made no sense, (ex. today was a picture of Darth Vader mowing the lawn on Mars) he also had big watery eyes that were alluminated by his round black frame glasses, making his eyes awfully owl-like. But is was heard to feel sorry for him. He was evil.

"Go.... Your seat..... Now" He managed to spit out (along with alot of actual spit. Gross) I had just noticed now that he was vibrating with anger. Legit.

Wow, overreacting much?

I walked back to my seat, stifling a laugh as he continuously vibrated with steam coming out of his ears.

Heehee....

I watched him put his hands in a prayer position, his eyes were closed as he muttered something through clentched teeth.

He slowly opened his eyes, alarming me with their creepily calminess.

He clapped his hands together. He started speaking in his squeaky-slimy like voice.

"Ok class! Today, I have a special treat for you." He spoke like a wicked witch tempting children with toxic candy. His eyes shone with excitement that made me catious with worry.

"Today we will be starting the exams....."

Yay.

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"It's Everything about you, you, you. The way you make it feel new, new, new......." My phone started ringing. I couldn't help but sing along to the lyrics, happily jumping about like a crazy person. Right before it timed out, I snatched it up.

"Hey Baby" I greeted smoothly.

A deep chuckle came from the other line. "Well, I definatly like that greeting."

My wide smile grew quickly into a smirk. It was totaly not Ryan on the other line. "Evan, what did we say about the cockiness?" I said, tilting my head teasingly.

"That you'd beat me up next time..." He said poutily. I laughed.

"Good boy. What do you want?" I asked bluntly.