We sat there at the bus stop for what felt like hours waiting for the bus. I was new to this small town and had NO idea were anything was. My parent's were free go'ers. Do what you want as long as you dont get hurt and no one else does!" Curentlly i worry about the smallest things no one else does,what if every cup breaks what if all the leafs die? Stuff no one else can care less about I mean if I don't do it who will? I guess you could put me under the style of freak. With my brownish blonde hair that's normaly up my geeky glasses my late 80's clothes, My tendency to stutter.
"Hey, New kid! Were's my lunch money?" But I was not one to tolarate bullies, I stood up turned around and nicely said
"Well mabye if you were to ask you'r own mom who apparently doesn't care enough about you to provide you with lunch money so you must steel it from children who acually have loving parents." He looked like he was about to burst open.
"Jimmy are you really going to let her talk to you like that?" One of his friends added in defense.
"Why yes he is becuase he has never had anyone disagree with him. Jimmy is bewildered and I bielive he doesn't even know what that word means look it up dear Jimmy" With that we pulled up to the middle school and I walked off the bus while everyone sat there confused. My first class was biology one-oh-one, i sat beside a guy with blonde shaggy hair.
"I heard that you told off Jimmy on the bus this morning," He looked through his shaggy hair "Names Drake"
"Nicee my names BriAnna," I looked at him he had a handsome face why would he cover it up?"why do you cover your face?"
"why would you want to know?" He instintivley coverd his face
