BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEE—
I smashed my fist against the annoying alarm clock. I rubbed my eyes, stretching my arms. I looked at my phone, seeing the date.
Wait, it's the last day of high school?!
My eyes widened, and I jumped up excitedly.
"Finally! No more old and cranky teachers telling us how to be a good villain." I said to myself, making some coffee in the kitchen.
Don't get me wrong, Black Hat's School of Evil and Crime is pretty fun, but the teachers are the worst. Plus, I have all A's anyways, so who cares about the unimportant stuff?
I poured my coffee into those cups that keep it hot and don't burn my hands when I grab it.
I walked upstairs, going to change.
I took off my shirt and shorts, putting on the horrid skirt I'm forced to wear. I then put on my red undershirt, then tying my black tie. I put on my grey sweater, tucking the tie in.
I brushed my teeth and hair, then putting my black converse on. I grabbed my phone and backpack.
I walked out of the door, heading to school.
You're probably wondering why I didn't say goodbye to my mom and dad. Well, I kind of accidentally killed them a few years ago. Everybody makes mistakes though. Plus, they were pretty annoying.
After 15 minutes of walking, I walked into the building, heading to my locker. I put my stuff in there, slamming it shut. I looked over, seeing Flug. I walked over to him. I went right behind him, placing my hands on his shoulders. He jumped, looking behind at me. I giggled. A few others around me snickered as well.
"I still don't see how you made it into this school. You get scared of the smallest things." You said. He sighed, shrugging his shoulders.
"Let's just go to class. Everyone's making fun of me." He mumbled. You walked with him. On the way to class, someone tripped him with their shoe. He fell on the floor. People around you were laughing and snickering. You sighed, as this happened almost everyday to Flug. You held your hand out, letting him grab it and pulling him up. He brushed himself off, speedwalking to class. You watched him walk down the hall. You felt pretty bad for him. That was one of the reasons you always hung out with him.
"Why do you hang out with that dork, anyways? I mean, he wears a paper bag over his head all the time! That just shows how much of a coward he is." One of the girls in your class asked. You turned around, facing them.
"I just...feel bad for him. And he's really nice if you would actually get to know him. All you guys ever do is make fun of him." You said, narrowing your eyes at the group of popular people.
You turned around, walking away.
"She's hot when she's mad." One of the guys said out of nowhere. Everyone looked at him.
"What the fuck?! You're my boyfriend!" His girlfriend punched his arm, walking away with her clique of friends.
You walked into the classroom, sitting in your seat next to Flug.
"Hey, it's okay. This is the last day." You put your hand on his shoulder. He sighed.
"I know. I just can't wait for this day to be over." He said.
"Me too. Oh, and after school, would you like to go and maybe get some ice cream?" You asked him. He blushed under his bag.
"Uhh, y-yeah. Sure." He said. You smiled. The bell rang, and all the students walked into the class. Then, the teacher walked in.
