One-Mags

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It's always cold in the basement. It could be 98 degrees outside and it wouldn't matter it be 58 in the basement. I'm use to it now, though. Lots of blankets, lots of sweaters. It's a pain in the ass when you wake up though, it feels like you're a igloo and if you look outside your window you may even see a penguin. it's 5 in the morning, there are no penguins outside, this is Bismarck North Dakota, its 73 out and 45 in my room. I'm freezing...However, the show must go on. So despite my moral emotions I get up shower and get dressed for my first day of Senior year at Ridge Way High, Yay. Before long I'm in my car and driving to my life for the next 9 months, the last 9 months I'll spend at high school, then I'm free for 3 months before college. 

30 minutes later I find myself in the familiar crowd of people rushing to get to first period. The freshman with their perfect first day of school outfits and the seniors looking like zombies all still asleep on the inside. I walk into my first period and take a seat by the window in the third row, more kids poor in and soon the class begins.

"Alright class, find partners, tell them something about you they didn't know and then we'll share with the class" Mrs.Freemans voice comes from the front of the room.

"Excuse me, I'm new here, would you mind..." The girl sitting next to me is asking to be partners. She seems, fine. She's got Strawberry blond hair, neutral makeup, but the kicker is she tried way to hard on her outfit, she's wearing a dress, yep she's new. It's not that I don't  have friends, it's just that I don't have friends in this class..even if I did, I wouldn't leave the new girl hanging, everyone needs a friend and better a real person then a monster stuck inside a barbie dolls body.

"I wouldn't mind at all, Hi I'm Maggie, but I go by Mags" I say.

"I'm Lindy, so whats one thing I don't know about you other then everything?" She ask.

"Secretly, I'm dead inside" I say in a whisper.

She laughs before responding, "Cool, Secretly I'm a nerd-fighter"

"A John Green fan? We're automatically best friends" I reply.

Before we can continue the teacher claims our attention, and we begin sharing. Most things are basic and so un-original, he owns a dog, she likes this band, he can lick hes no with guess what, he tongue. Finally it's my turn, the teacher turns and says "MaggIe what didn't you know about Lindy?"

"She's a nerd-fighter, a Vlogbrothers fan." I say smoothly

"Lindy?"

"Mags, here is dead inside."

The whole class seems shell shocked, I Just smile. Mrs.Freeman looks extremely pissed, her face goes from snow white to deep red in a second and her eyes focus directly on me. I'm not usually a bad kid, in fact I'm a great student I'm not a big fan of B's, my one downfall, I'm a bit of a smart ass. It started back in 8th grade when I had the most brainless teacher ever, eventually I couldn't deal with his stupidity so I became a smart ass, I still aced the class, however he wasn't such a big fan of me.

"Maggie, you are the first student ever, that I'l have to send to the principle's office on the first day." Mrs.Freeman says putting a pass on my desk that says "Maggie Thomson, Principle's office for being smarter than everyone else, a.k.a being dead inside".

I gather my things, but before I walk into the hallway I say "Mrs.Freeman do you really think I'm smarter than everyone else?" Probably not the best decision on my part. She mumbles a loud "OUT!" but I'm already gone. The principle and I are actually okay friends, I only saw her once last year for being a smart ass the other times were all for awards, god that sounds nerdy. I take a left and see Jared Johnson star quarterback, waiting outside, his head in between his knee's. I sit across from him and pull out a book. Three things I never go anywhere with out, Chapstick, my phone, and a book. Books help me escape from my life and live someone else's, I've literally lived a thousand lives, and I didn't have to go anywhere. Mrs.Burns comes out and calls Jared in, he follows with his head down. I don't know why he seems so worried this whole school acts like he's god, even Mrs.Burns. Maybe it's an act he's playing to make her think he's really sorry, most likely he could care less. Ten minutes later he's gone and it's my turn. I can't help but notice as he leaves he still has a grimm expression on his face.

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