"Mrs. tanner please report to the office" the loud overcome screeched. I sighed, i got to get away from Mrs. Mcroom's boring lectures of how we should all respect the classrooms and how we need to come to class more prepared. It was my 8th period class, art. I thought to myself that it was 8th period the LAST period of the school day, no one would listen to a lecture this late in the day we were freshman wat do you expect?
Oh, sry my names jane, jane tanner im 15 and i go to scarlet oak highschool. I was tall, 5'8 to be exzact. All the girls in my school were tall. I had brown hair, that looked black almost and i attempt of crooked side swept bangs. My eyes were blue with flecks of green. I had braces in fifth grade so my teeth were straight. and lets just say that im blessed with a nice c cup.
I was so happy i got to get away from the teachers stupid lecture. I slide off of my wooden art stool and left the whismal art room. " hurry back jane" Mrs. mcroom snapped at me. I closed the wooden art door with the sign the read in green " LEAVE ALL NEGATIVE THOUGHTS OUTSIDE THE ROOM" pfft like she could stop us from thinking negatively. I walked down the empty ,deary hallway looking at the posters that lingered on the white walls. i turned left into the hallway and walked through the propped door . I walked up to stacys desk( thats the school receptist she prefers we call her by her first name because it makes her feel youger) Her desk was covered with paperwork and there was a fish tank that sat in the middle of to of the plastic chairs 'trouble makers' sat in.
" miss tanner the princpal requested you" she sang to me. Lets just say stacy isnt the fondest person of me. I walked back to mr. Kaer's office the walls held pictures of the basketball teams he coached at our school. THey werent the most skilled teams that i have ever watched play but hey, its not like the audience had a say. " mrs. tanner pleaese come on in and sit down" he smiled that cheesy store bought smile. " we are getting a new student tomorrow and his mother has requested that you lead him around first day and show him the ropes of whatever he asks " . wait did he just say he? : ) haha. This was going to be fun. I looked down at my bright blue neon converse. " okay were do i meet him " i asked attempting to hide the smirk on my face. " monday here in the office" he said ajusting his tie, which was red and purple( ugly :S) " okay i will get here bright and 10 minutes early monday morning." i said looking up " thank you, you may return to art now"
I got out of the hard green plastic chair and walked with a snails pace back to art. Who wants to go back to a 59 year old screaming at your class because one retard forgot a freakin pencil!? no one thats who ! I looked at the clock in the hallway it read 2:56.Four more minutes until the freedom off the weekend. I opened the door to see the strom had passed mrs. mcroom was at her desk grading while the class talked for the rest of the period.
I walked over to my desk and sat on the stool beside my best friend morgan. She had hair like mine and was 5'4 . She also had to be the best chorographed dancer in the school. I met her in 1st grade when we both wanted to go down the big yellow side but desided not to. We talked that day and bbecame best friends over a conversation about peanut butter. i know but we were in first grade what else did we have to talk about?
" so why they call you down " she asked hands on her cheeks with her elbows on the table trying to look like she cared . " nothing just leading a new student monday" i said " sweet" she said. THen she started to ramble on about how cute her new bf's dimples were. I started to wonder what the new boy looked like. Would he be lean and tall or fat and short unlike the guys at our school. All the guys at our school were tall , but some of them had muscles and some were just lean and hard to say weak. " beep beep beep " the school bell sounded sending stundents into the hallway like animals. I grabbed my neon orange binder and walked to my locker which was right outside the art room doors. I liked my locker it was right in the middle of everything. The jlunch room to my left the bus doors to my right. I grabbed my over the shoulder green messanger bag stuffed my binder and math book in and slammed my locker.
I wasnt in a hurry , i didnt have to take the bus home i had something better. MY older brother eiam. I walked tord eiam navy blue ford were his girlfriend was giving him a really really long bye for the weekend kiss. " ahem " i said walking up to the truck and hoped into the passengers seat. My other brother stephen drove his car he didnt want to be the loser. I looked over at eiam as he waved bye to his girlfriend. Eiam was one of those muscular types while my other brother was the lean skinny types.
He climbed in and started his truck the radio was playing country music lowly (sp) and he looked at me as he pulled out the school driveway and he asked me " how was your day" i snickered and started a laughing attack " what the hell is so funny " he asked me completely confused. I had to breathe in a few times before i could talk. " you have glitter on your lips" i laughed again my side started to hert. " what " he wiped his hand across his lips roughly trying to get mayas glitter kiss off of his lips. I stopped laughing by the time we pulled into our driveway.
