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-Allison

I walked into the pathetic excuse of a school hallway and went straight to my locker. As I shut my locker I heard giggles behind me. When I turned around there of course stood the cheerleaders with the shortest skirts I have ever seen in my life.

"What do you want?"  I said.

They didn't answer instead they just stood there, smiling like morons. 

I rolled my eyes and started walking away. When I was walking past the library I saw Sandra pick on some new freshman. I walked over to them.

"Seriously Sandra?" I said.

"What?"she asked.

"Picking on a freshman that's pathetic" I said.

She looked taken back.

"What's it to you?" she glared.

"Nothing, just the fact that you're to scared to pick on someone your own size"I said. I wasn't scared of her. I don't get why everyone was.

"Look here-" she started but I cut her off.

"No, you look, picking on a freshman is not going to help you in any way, in fact it makes you look more idiotic than you already are" I said. 

By this time she was furious. I have done my job well. 

She was about to say something when she stomped off.

I turned around to see the freshman walking off.

"I cannot believe you just did that!" I heard Lexi's voice say.

"Not a big deal" I said as I walked out of the library.

"Yes it is!" Lexi said.

I just shook my head as the first bell rang.

"Gotta go to class, bye!" Lexi called.

I waved and walked to my class, at the other side of the school.

By the time the tardy bell rang I was only halfway there. Oh well.

I finally got there and when I walked in the teacher was already expecting me.

"Ms.Cartson you're late, again" Mrs.Chesterfield stated.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know detention today after school, blah,blah,blah, this is like my hundredth time, can we just move on?" I mocked.

She looked mad and embarrassed. Mostly because the class was already laughing by this time.

"Sit down, Ms.Cartson" she said through gritted teeth.

I shrugged and sat down.

I put my feet up on my desk.

"Ms.Cartson, take your feet off the tables" she said.

"Nah, I'm good" I said.

She glared at me and said"principle's office, now."

I walked up and got out the door.

Principle's office again. 

Not bad.

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