Do you ever have that feeling that someone is watching you and you never found that person? Yeah, that's how I feel right now. Another thing, today is the Talent Show. Now, Painite keeps saying I should sign up, but I don't wanna. Navajo dancing infront of all those people? Nope! I barely even know the Fancy dance and the chicken, plus I would need more people.
I walked amongst the hallways, feeling stalked. Well, not really stalked, I know who it is, but I would rather ignore him. I go up to my locker and opened it. It wouldn't open, so I banged on it, feeling stressed. I sighed and put my head on my locker, tired of all of the crap.
I felt an hand on my shoulder, I looked behind me and seen Painite. "Need some help?" She said. I nodded. "Please?" She tried to open my locker, it wouldn't open at all. I groaned and slide down the wal across the locker. "Fuck class, i'm ditching." Before I went to hide, Painite grabbed my arm. "Today is thr Talent show though, rememeber V signed up?" I hit my head, just remembering Voodoo's performance. "I forgot... Can you text me the talent show?" I ran off before she couod stop me. I looked ahead to make sure I don't hit anyone or anyhing. I turned a corner, seeing the intrance of the building. I seen the sun, I ran faster. I wasn't the athletic type, but I ran fast. I smiled almost touching the door, until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I slowly looked behind me, I seen my teacher's face. She looked so pissed. "Where do you think you're going?" She asked in anger and strict tone. I moved her hand quickly and ran outside, she followed me. I turned around while walking backwards. "Out of this hell!" I said as I faked jerk off. You should have seen her face, I couldn't stop laughing.
I know it was disrespectful but I don't wanna listen today. I don't wanna do dip shit, besides being there for my friends. Kinda cheesy, but it's the truth. I would hate to lose my friends. If only I could hold on to them longer, that is a wish I would kill for.
I walked down the street, having the adults drive by, judging me and giving me death stares. I don't really care, but it creeps me out. Anyways, I don't know them, and they don't know me. I don't think they'll ever know either.
I walked away, as if the people didn't exist. I felt a vibration in my pockets. I fumbled in my right pocket, getting my phone. Going to home screen, I seen a text from Painite. I read it, then quickly turned around, going back to school. Feeling regret, I slapped myself and then started running as if there are no tomorrow, and I am going to kill myself if I don't make it in time. At least let me have time for Voodoo.
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That Time of Highschool
FantasyMy friend had made a book about us going to highschool together, she has her point of view, and I have mine. Voodoo had attended Fandom high, being a freshman, she didn't know the place very well, until she had ran into somebody. Then on, they becam...
