Unexpected

Unexpected 2

We pulled up to our boring high school, Jackson's Learners Academy. We pulled into our usual parking place and got out of the car.

"I hate this place." I said. I looked at our school. The perfectly cut bright green grass with lunch table's on it and the very old brown brick building.

"You're not the only one." Alex commented.

We walked up to the front of the school.

I saw my best friend Kimberly. She was sitting at one of the lunch tables with her head leaning on her hand. She was wearing her gray jacket. Her blonde hair fell in her face, covering up most of her dark blue eyes. She was looking over at me and my brother.

I walked over to her.

"Hey..." I said. She was still looking in la-la land. I looked over to were she was still looking. And there was my brother.

"Kim..." I said again. She still didn't look. I sighed.

"KIM!" I said and I waved my hand in front of her face.

"Wha? Oh sorry." She said quickly. She lifted her head up and looked at me. I laughed.

"You really need to stop going for my brother..." I sighed. I sat next to her.

"Im sorry I can't help it." she whined.

I looked over at my brother also. He was hanging with his friends...and then his girl friend walks over too him.

His girl friend is Amy. She had caramel blonde hair and bright brown eyes. I didn't care much for her...

She went over to Alex and wrapped her arms around him and gave him a little peck on the lips...

"That witch..." I heard Kim mumble under her breath, only she didn't say witch.

I laughed.

"You know Kim, whenever they get married and he just realize that he wants you, you can have your little affairs with him..." I said sighing and using sarcasm.

She blushed.

"I'm just playing... you don't have to wait until they get married." I said.

We both started to laugh. We heard the first bell, to the boring start of the day.

"Talk to you later chicka." I said quickly. I got up and went to my locker to get my books.

I hate my first class of the day. Math. I made it to class just in time.

I saw my teacher with his back turned to the class. I hate my teacher. He was in his late 50's and was strict as ever.

"Good morning class, Lets start off with roll." He said. Of course my name is always first.

"Brittney..." he called out.

"Here." I said. I got out my pink, black, and white skull notebook after that and started to doodle.

A few minutes later he called all of the 20 students in class.

I didn't even pay any attention to what he was saying, I just kept on drawing.

"Ms. Brittney, would you mind telling everyone the answer to this problem since you seem to be paying so much attention." He said.

I looked up at the board. Y = d+ 5 x 20.

Is that even a math problem? I thought to myself.

"Uhh..." I started but I didn't get to finish.

In walked a kid I have never seen before. He had black hair and bright blue eyes.

"Ahh... you must be Ryan." My teacher said.