Chpt 3

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June 23 2013

I wanted to go to Penni's house and spend the night there but instead we had to to head to my home on the bus, but Penni was still there and we still were going to have a sleep over, just at my house.

The preps sat at the back, acting little a bunch of snobs. They talked about how 'father got me a new high class, state of the art car yesterday' crap.

They sat their in their prep cloths, their clothes neatly patted down and the baby blue vest over the pure white shirts, made them look of a higher class.

The 'populars' and the rebels sat in the middle. They were the most annoying ones.

All they did was yell and play on their new iphone 6+ or some shit that i didn't care about.

They would also thrown paper with doodles and messages on it.

The girls wore they skirts half way up their thighs which made them look like sluts, and the boys usually had dirt on they shorts or their collars would be all over the place, usually from football.

And at the front you had the nerds on the left hand side and the emos and goths on the other.

The nerds were pretty nice, they would just sit there, doing their homework or just playing on the ipads which the school provided to the nerds of year 9.

They would also just talk about shows and video games but they never seemed to hate on some one would didn't agree with them, unlike the rest of the school, which was one of the many reasons why they were so nice.

Best students in town.

The emos wouldn't do anything for the whole trip apart from looking down at they ipods to play some dark emo music, or give you death stares when you looked at them.

The goths were alot different. They would sit there for the whole trip, talking about vintage style, usually vintage clothes, and they talked about music and architecture, all of it vintage.

They weren't too bad, really the only thing bad about the goths was the fact that they had secret plans if you ever messed with them, but usually it was the same plan every time - egging.

The trip was a long one, but it wasn't as bad sitting next to the nerds, watching them playing World of Warcraft on their laptops.

We jumped off the bus, we just nearly jumped over the mud puddle, but instead landed straight in the middle of it. Get got up and whipped as much mud off as we could and took one deep breath.

The fresh air out of the bus almost seemed holy, because inside the bus you had 30 or so kids and a bus driver, breathing in the same air, plus the windows were bolted down because the last bus driver had an incident and basically what happened was a kid ended up half in, half out, of the bus because the bus driver slammed on the brakes and some stupid kid had just his head and both of his arms out of the bus and when it jolted to a stop the kid flew out and it took us 15 minuets to get him back in the bus.

Fucking idiot kid.

After Penni and i got up we walked over to the letter stand. I lived in the apartments that you would expected at Italy. They were 2-3 story houses that stretched up on both sides of the lake, some house had string that connected from on building to the one across it, that was used as a clothes line.

There were two entrances into each house.

One by the road which was the front entrance, which everyone who lived here took because it was a safer path, but the one Penni and i took was the back entrance, it was a small 2 feet wide path that traveled along down to the end of houses, that nobody took, nobody but Penni and i.

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