Off My Mind

Chapter One

Lemme just pop in here real quick and say; imagine the cast on your own. Okay bye.

-o-

The bell rang. It rang and I wasn't even out of the toilet stall yet. My life was ending, and I knew that Mr. Kent would not be very thrilled with me being late again. Neither would my mum. I finished up and rushed out of the stall as quickly as I could, tripping in the process.

I got up and washed my hands for a few seconds; gross, but efficient. I dried my hands with a paper towel, leaving them still sort of wet and I rushed out of the bathroom faster than my granny snatches the Kylie Cosmetics.

By the time I had reached Mr. Kent's classroom, the second bell had rung signaling that I was tardy. I groaned and ruffled my hair in frustration, awaiting the hell to come when I entered the classroom.

It wasn't so bad when I did though. I opened the door and walked in, greeted by a smiling teacher. This smiling teacher wasn't Mr. Kent, however.

"Mia, I believe that you have the wrong class," Mrs. Evans said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. I nodded and gave a blank look. Everything was still for a moment, and we just sat in an awkward silence. I'm assuming she was expecting me to leave, but I just kind of... stood there. Then I realized what I was supposed to be doing.

"Oh! Right, sorry. Got a little distracted there. Uhh... I'll be on my way then," I scanned the classroom before making my exit and locked eyes with an unfamiliar face. I glared at him and then left. He flinched. Why I glared? Not entirely sure, I just felt like it.

-o-

Finally, another day in hell was over and I could go home to my nice bed. I started making my way towards the back doors of the school, seeing that my car was parked out there when I heard something in the hallway near it.

I know it's wrong to eavesdrop but I mean, if people are talking so loud that I can hear it, it's not technically my fault.

"Why the hell would you do that?!"

"I don't know why you're so ticked off, I'm being polite."

"Oh come on! Everyone knows you think you're better than us."

"You can go ahead and punch me or whatever you feel like you need to do."

"I don't need your permission!" After that, all I heard were grunts and some yelling here and there. I cringed, knowing that someone was getting their ass kicked, but I wasn't going to stick around to find out who. I mean, as long as I'm not the one getting beat up, I'm fine.

Yeah, hi, I'm Mia, the most selfish person you probably will ever meet.

When I walked out of the school I noticed my car almost immediately. If I don't park it in the same place I have no idea where it is. So, I park it in the same place. Obviously.

Another thing I noticed was Emily Baker, AKA that one bitch who is probably the most annoying person on this earth that you will ever lay eyes on, and apparently they are incapable of shutting their trap.

"MIAA! HEY, HEY MIA! MIA, OVER HERE!"

Shoot.

"HEY, CAN YOU HEAR ME? MIA, IT'S ME! EMILY!"

Lord save me...

"OH MY GOD ARE YOU DEAF?" She screeched, just adding to a headache I had from listening to many lectures from teachers.

"I HEAR YOU GOD DAMMIT!" I yelled back and got out of my car, slamming the door hard. I then burned my eyes into a specific someone's skull.

I then noticed the guy that came up behind her and grabbed her waist. She giggled and turned to kiss him. I waited for them to finish making out, which didn't seem possible at the moment.

I take it back. Apparently, she can shut her trap when there's man candy around.

This is when I got into my car again, no need talking to someone who's just going to suck someone's face. When I started my car engine, her attention was on me again. Unfortunately.

"Mia, wait! Don't go, I need to talk to you!" She yelled breathlessly. Well yeah, I'd be out of breath too if I was eating someone's face.

I pushed hard on the pedal, getting my ass out of there before she could even devour her lovers face again. Even though I was still wondering what she needed to tell me. But then I stopped wondering because the thought of having to hear her squeaky voice again made me cringe.

-o-

OH and I forgot to say this in the last update, please don't steal any ideas from this book without asking and giving credit first, because if you do, then I will shave off your eyebrows and hair, then coat your bald head in nail polish making you smell like acetone. Don't. Steal. My. Ideas. Okay bye!

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