Thursday. Today. Now. This moment in time. Sitting here at this desk is SOO boring. I mean when can school just be...fun. I mean everyday I sit in the same desk, same chair, surrounded by the same people, listening to the same thing. Today started off as usual.
Today I was forced to walk to school. I know right?! Parents forcing you to exercise and all.... well I have news for you..my jeans didn't fit. I couldn't find the right jeans this morning so I had to go with these extra wrinkly ones. I know I probably sound SUPER pathetic right now, but don't leave just yet. In home room I sit next to one of my friends I haven't mention. We will call her Piper. Piper has ginger hair—cut short— curled eyelashes, two different colored eyebrows—blonde and dark blonde— and a sweet smile. She has a skinny body, no butt, and surprisingly super annoying.
My homeroom is possibly the weirdest class of mine. So many people I know, but don't know too well, and the best part is that it's across from Sealion's homeroom.
First class of the day was science. Which is the only class matchbox boy and I have together. Today though, our teacher decided to give us what I'd like to call an "uncomfortable lecture." This lecture was about how she saw all of her students changing. Doing drugs, having relationships and being "horny teenagers". Matchbox boy and I secretly hold hands under the table during that class, and he gently grazes my thigh, tickling me once in a while. It's not like what it seems. We don't want to get in each other's pants as badly as that " horny teen" my teacher was talking about, would.
May I say this, walking through the hall cooped up next to my boyfriend can get a little awkward. The people who look at us...and I can tell matchbox boy doesn't like it. But he and I aren't like the other couples. We care for each other. We want each other to be happy and comfortable with what the other is doing. I think the most I want to do with him, let alone any guy, is make out. But I'll tell you about that, later on.
Math was next. And oh my god can I even express how much I hate algebra. The only good thing I look forward to is seeing sealion and talking to her about ANYTHING. She's always there for me and is my #1 supporter all the way. I thank her so much. Our math teacher though, is crazy. He is older and is annoying with his math jokes that everyone fake laughs to, except for him. One time he said " what do you give a baby math problem?" ..... " a formula..." like oh my gosh, can you sink any lower?
The rest of the day carried on as It always did. Nothing too special. Today was considered a Friday for me because tomorrow is Good Friday for Christians and Catholics. So schools have to give us the day off from school—thank you god— It was now the end of the day, and I was looking forward to seeing Matchbox boy as we always walk together to the gate out of the school.
It happens to be that the gate is near the music hallway. So all the kids come out with their instruments in hand and they are EVERYWHERE. So Matchbox boy and I usually don't feel too comfortable around them. I wanted to kiss him passionately and maybe slightly touch his neck with my mouth. I ended up kissing him But he wasn't too responsive. But all hope isn't lost, I might see him on Saturday. If my mom wasn't a jerk.
