nicola - - -
another day another dumb rehearsal. hopefully ill get this stupid music song out of the way fast enough to just muck around with band for the rest of the day
"if youre hurting if youre hurting lay it all on me" i sing for the billionth time and ms winfield finally looks happy. great glad to know im getting a C this semester
mr johnson comes up to me and tells me to take my hoodie off to see what band will all look like on the day. i say no
"nicola do it or ill tell your mum about commerce"
>:( i take my hoodie off conveniently leaving my hair resting on my shoulders
rupa is standing next to me tho and she smart.
"whats that youre hiding" she comments with a smirk
"huh i dont know what youre talking about" i awkwardly laugh and start walking away
"omg those are totally hickeys" she says "girllllllll whos the lucky guy"
"um these are definitely not hickeys"
suddenly igor appears probably trying to court rupa fml "NICOLAAAAAAAAAAAA OOOOO"
i tell igor to stfu and get lost but he doesnt
"now i know what you were doing after school yesterday when you told me you were busy" he laughs
my mind flashes back to detention and i feel myself blushing
"ooh blushing blondie" igor says hitting my arm "so who is the guy"
"no one" i say
as if im telling him its our schools soccer coach
YOU ARE READING
a great story
Novela Juvenila true recount of daily high school life as told from the perspective of some dumbass teens
