not so cliche

Chapter 3-you have got to be kidding me

'You have got to be fucking kidding me' was all I could think when he answered.

"You could ask a little nicer? or be a little grateful to the person who found you're phone and spotted you making sure you didn't crush your damn wind pipe!" he said a matter a factly. out of all the people in the world who could of picked it up it had to be the notorious Tyson. I scorn myself for not putting a password on the damn thing I just hope he thinks I'm to boring to looks through it. 'fuck I'm going to be nice to him to get it back' I think.

"Sorry. can you just get it back to me ASAP? like tomorrow morning if possible?"i ask in the nicest voice possible. there's no noise on the other line and I think for a second he hung up then he replies.

"Um sorry can't make the morning we have music studies together though I'll get it to you then!" he cheerfully says and before I can say anything hangs up. no.no. nononononoono this cannot be happening. well shit can't do anything. I slam the pay phone back on. The hook and get in my truck. I think I almost brake the door when I slam it, I shouldn't take it out on the truck not its fault. I drive home way faster than the speed limit hay not my fault I'm not used to miles. I learned metric! I get home and have a nice steamy shower. I put on shorts and my I'm not short in fun sized shirt. I grab my laptop an log into YouTube. got a few hundred comments on my vid and three more subscribers. a few of the comments asking me to reveal myself but most either saying I'm hilarious or hating me eh I don't care. fathered always hate if you don't get any you're lying. I watch some danisnotonfire videos then go to sleep.

I wake up and loath what today will bring. ugh just get it over with. I unbraid my hair and brush it out which is easy, well there's a shock. I get out my triple barrel and make my hair a little bit 'bigger'. when I'm done I go to the disaster zone that is my closet. I find a pair of dark jeans and a black long sleeve that I make have a skeleton back. my make up doesn't exists the only thing I have it eyeliner the rest just makes my face and eyes itchy well I do love lipstick I put on a dark red shade to make them pop, not that anyone will notice. I will.i put on my Eiffel Tower BFF necklace, mines blue and my best friend in the world Molly has a pink one. I always wear it, man I miss that girl. I brush my teeth and grab my lunch and through it in my satchel. I put on my skull candy flats and rush out to my truck.

When I get to school first blocks almost finished. good thing I don't have class first block I head to my only class today even though I'll be early. music studies my absolute favourite class only thing better about Cali. they had a music program while my old school didn't. I had taken voice lessons since I was 11 but taught myself how to play piano. when I get there Ms. Hayden waves at me from her desk. I go and talk to her till the bell rings. by then almost everyone's there, almost everyone. just as I was about to call him a bunch of names not suitable in church, in my head of course, he strolls in and takes a seat beside me and holds my phone out without even looking I take it and shove it in my bag.

Ms. Hayden shushes everyone by hitting her triangle.

" Hello everyone today we will be doing new project. you will be put into partners, no exceptions." she says looking straight at me because she knows I'm going to ask to work alone, shit.

" You will be working with the person whose first name starts with the closest letter, if people's name starts with the same letter move to the second one, so spencer an Tyson are partners." NONONONNONOO! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! I screamed in my mind. just my luck. I look over at him, he has the biggest grin on his face. I glare at him and walk over to the piano when I sit in the bench he sits next to me. I have to admit he is pretty hot with his caramel coloured skin and brown eyes. wait no stop thinking like that.

"so partner what song you wanna do? your a girl so I guess we could do a song those British dudes sing." he said with a sigh. ugh he thought I like them I mean sure there music is getting a little better but I still wouldn't touch it with a ten foot pole. I give him a look that says what the hell is wrong with you.