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Julie's pov:
It was only 15 minutes until the bus pulled into the school parking lot.
Where do I go from here?
I mean, I know where I'm suppose to go but should I walk up to someone and make friends?
Or should I just be a loner and head to my locker with my head hung down?
...
Yep, to the locker!
I walk to the front doors but turn around slightly to see Ashton join in with his group of bad boys.
Why am I so stalkish?
Now, I know when I said bad boys, you are picturing like tattoos and leather jackets, and breaking laws like there was no tomorrow.
Yeah... no.
Honestly, I think movies make 'bad boys' way more than they actually are.
Cigarettes and drinking is all that gives them this title?
Or sleeping with every single girl makes them a bad boy?
I never thought that.
I always thought of them as... not being afraid to break the rules.
To speak out.
To not give a single crap of what others think of them.
And I guess what makes them 'bad' is not fitting everyone's perfect expectations.
Getting in trouble for just having a little fun, making the most out of their life.
Oh, and I assume looking good comes with it too.
Oh god I sound like a creep.
....
Oh god I am a creep.
I turn my head back so no one sees me looking and I walk towards my locker.
I look down to the far side of the hallway to see someone waving in my direction.
I squint my eyes a little to see it is Gianna who I talked to yesterday.
I give her a wave back and I point to my locker to tell her to meet me there.
"Hey!!" She says and surprisingly gives me a hug.
"Hi" I say back after pulling away from the hug after a few seconds.
"How are you?" She asks.
I shrug my shoulders, "I've been okay, I'm still not used to waking up so early. I had another hour to sleep in at my last school."
She nods her head, "Yeah, I feel like compared to other schools, ours starts a little too early in the morning."
"Agreed, but by the way, did you do the homework?"
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