Chapter 3: Making A Sh*t Ton Of Friends

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I walk into the classroom and it goes silent. I look around and see that Erick is in this class, Fuck yeah! i took a seat next to him and slump back. 

"Hi." he says giving me an awkward wave. This dude is so weird. I hear a book drop and look up to see what it was. I look up to see a girl with brown hair curly hair. she was tall like  damn this girl is tall. 

"sorry." she mumbles and goes to sit in the back.

"Hey, come sit up here." Why did I do that I don't even know who she is.  Her eyes widen and she walks up to me and sits down, or attempts. She Falls on the floor missing the chair. a see a pair of  silver framed glasses slide across the floor and hitting my foot. I reach down and grab them. Why doesn't she wear them, she obviously can't see without them. 

I walk over to her. She is on her hands and knees looking for I assume her glasses. 

"Hear, take them. " I say putting the glasses in her hand. She grips them and then reluctantly puts them on. She stumbles up and looks at me and with a bit wide eye. 

"What?"

"N-nothing its just," She pauses looking away trying to hold in a laugh. 

"Your really short." That's it imma whoop her ass. I give her a death glare and she freezes. 

"Yeah so got a problem, short people are still people!!" She steps back fearing I might bite her. 

" Alright class take a seat, I'm Mrs.Pasella." The teacher walks in and we all sit down and class starts. 

                                                                 *Time lapse, end of class* 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   I Start to put my stuff away when i feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see that its the same girl from before.  

"What." I say in a cold tone, I don't know why I'm mean to her she only said I was short.

"Um...my name is Melissa, c-can we be friends?" I widen my eyes and look at her in shock. Why does she want to be friends with me? I look at her and see that she is waiting for my answer. 

"Uh, I guess but don't expect me to be nice." I say regaining my composure. I look at the door and see a smoking hot guy. Damn. 

We walk out of the class and I bump into him

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We walk out of the class and I bump into him. 

"Sorry hun don't mean to hit ya." I look at him and say something I weill regret till the day I die.

"I LIKE YOUR FACE!!!!" I screamed running away. I turn a corner and poke my head out to see melissa just standing there.  oh my god, oh my god, OH MY GOD! I am so stupid i can't believe I just said that. 

"Are you ok?" I jump at the sound of another male voice. I look up and see a boy with red hair. He wore black ripped skinny jeans and a black veil brides hoodie. Wow hes kinda cute.

"Um yeah why?" I say in my bitchy tone. 

"Well your face is really red and you looked upset." He said and bending  down a bit.

"O-oh, yeah I'm ok."

"Would you like a hand up?" He asked with an outstretched hand. I grabbed his hand and should up. He was much taller them me so I had to look up to him. I feel like I'll be seeing him a lot more around this school.

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