ah, school.
the place where dreams go to die.
the leaders of our country think that we need to know the value of x or figure out how to find the area of a pentagon. the truth is, knowing all of these things we are being taught, is most likely never going to come in handy.
i wouldn't say that i am the smartest person in the grade, but i am pretty close. but close only counts in hand grenades and horse shoes. my third grade teacher used to tell me that all the time.
my alarm clock goes off, and i turn it off.
once again, a sleepless night.
i wish that school wouldn't start so early. i mean, who wants to wake up, go to hell, and come back home?
well, anyways, it is time for me to find something to wear today. i hop off of my bed and walk to my closet, opening the drawer. a red long sleeve crop top, and some skinny jeans. my white converse sit on the floor of my closet and i wonder if i should wear those, or some gold oxfords. shiny shoes it is.
i leave my hair in a small ponytail and jog out the door. breakfast is pointless on days like this, school days.
i make a right turn, towards sadies house. the smell of morning dew on the grass is relaxing. it makes me forget about evil in the world.
sadies house comes into view and i see her sitting on her front porch, holding a book. watchers by dean koontz is written on the cover. i have been wanting to read that for a while, maybe i will ask to borrow it when she is done with it.
"hey bitch!" she says, calling me a name that would be offensive if she called anyone else it.
"hey hoe." i say.
"millie, you look really good! wait is that my shirt?" sadie says, and i nod. it is a normal thing for me and her to wear each others clothes.
"well, wanna get to school?" sadie asks.
no
"yeah, sure." i say, with literally no effort whatsoever.
"come on millie, i know times can get hard, but you have me no matter what." she says, which makes me happier.
"thanks, sads." i say.
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school appears in front of us and we walk in the front doors. i can immediately smell the idiots. this school is full of morons.
i reach my locker, and i grab my biology book and my ela binder out. i instantly feel them fall out of my hands.
he who shall not be named
"hey, finn the asshole" i say.
"hey, ugly." he says, and i can hear his soul shrinking.
i pick my books up off the ground, and adjust them into my grasp.
"so, i see that you put a little effort into what you are wearing today. did you wear that crop top for me? because if so, i hope you get out of my sight immediately. it is ugly, just like you." finn says. his words don't faze me. i know i am not ugly, well at least that is what sadie says.
"finn, why won't you just leave me alone?" i say.
"because you are annoying, duh." he says, and i wonder if he even has a brain.
"oh, i'm the annoying one? maybe you should just go away, asshole." i retort.
and with that, he shoves me; with a lot of force. i land on my butt, and i can already feel a bruise forming.
i look up, finally making eye contact with him. his eyes tell me that he is in pain, and he just need some help, which i am not going to give him.
finns eyes flare with disgust and then he walks away. some girls look at him like he is a million bucks as he walks through the halls.
ugh
like i previously said; this school is filled with morons.
i get up, and dust myself off, with a few people looking at me.
"oh my gosh mills are you okay?" the familiar red head says.
"yeah i am fine, lets get to homeroom." i say, walking into mr. keerys room.
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i look into the biology room and see that no one is here yet. grabbing a seat in the third row, i see miss dyer at her desk. she is crying, her tears dripping onto the ungraded tests below.
"natalia? are you okay?" i ask, rushing over to her. she has always been like a second mom to me, hence why i called her 'natalia'.
"y-yeah millie. i am fi-fine." she says.
"whats wrong?" i say, a worrisome look on my face.
"i am pregnant, millie. i am pregnant. i can't be a mom, not yet." she says, and i gasp.
"how? i mean, who?"
"joe, keery, that is." she responds.
oh man, this must be awful for her. i can only imagine.
"hey, hey, hey. you will be fine. i am gonna help you. i can come over anytime and help you with anything and everything." i start, "wait, have you told him?"
"no, i haven't. millie, i hope you know that i appreciate everything that you have done for me." she says, and my mouth opens.
"natalia, if anything, you have helped me more than anyone ever has." i say.
just then, people start walking in. natalia already wiped off her tears and got her teachers copy of the biology textbook.
i take my seat and notice a hand pulling my short ponytail back, forcing my head to fly back too.
ugh. it is finn again.
i hold my hand over my shoulder and put my middle finger up at him.
i hear him move around in his seat a little bit, and i feel a pair of soft lips on my finger.
wait. the hell? lips? what is he doing?
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hey y'all
do ya like the book so far?
i know, i know. it is trash haha bye
