Hera's POV:
"Be good kiddo, don't cause trouble and learn as much as possible. okay?" ugh dads, can they be more annoying?!? "Okay dad, can I go now?" God, why me? "Yes, okay you can go now. Go on, shoo. I don't want you to be late, and remember. pretty princesses stay away from nasty, ugly boys"
"what's up bitch" Becca yells down the hall,running, ready to punch my arm,like always. "Hey hoe. How's it going?" Gee I'm cheery! "Eh, the usual. Oh and guess what, John Blend from chemistry has a little crush on you, just saying." High school, drama filled joy!. " Oh really? Did you tell him how I'm NOT interested in him?" Becca is a great friend and all but sometimes trying to force me into a relationship, is just pushing her luck. " Okay but when you're 37, old and lonely with 40 cats, just remember, I tried." First bell, 5minutes to get to class. I slam my locker door shut and lock it.Ahhh First hour. The BEST class of the day.Why you may ask? Well of course it has the hottest guys ever!Blake Sharp, Jordan Steel, Michael Smith, Chris James, and David Gonzales, the most popular guys ever in the history of Palm Lake high School.
First hour, Mr.Klein, math teacher. I absolutely love his class. You need help on math?I'm your girl. You need after school tutoring? I'm your girl. I know math left to right ,up and down, and inside out. I sit with Becca,obviously. I basically force her to sit with me,see I sit in the center front. I learn better there. Of course, like Becca, I love sitting in the back to gossip and flirt but in math class I have no time for that. Math is my only passing class with honors."Hello class,today we will begin with an assessment over what we learned last week, Pythagorean Theorem." uuugggghhh,the class sighs in anger and unwillingness. "this is bull shit." I hear Becca complain. The quiz took the whole hour of class. When the bell rang we all turned in our test and left. Next class... language arts.
Me and Becca skip class and go to the bathroom. " did you bring it?" she asks in a whisper. I slowly nod. I take out my weed and paper and begin to roll. We laugh and joke till it hurts to laugh. Feeling higher than ever, we skip third fourth and fifth hour. Lunch bell rang...that's all I could remember.
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Humble Love
RomanceHera's POV: Drunk,dizzy, and no ride home. Just great. I make my way through the humid room, pushing intoxicated bodies out of my way. I look at my friend Becca whose by the door making out with Blake. Well isn't that nice. As I get outside I sit...
