Mr. Popular or My Bestfriend

Chapter 2

"Emily? Emily Jones?"

I rushed into the class out of breath. "I'm... here!" "Don't pani--- I mean here miss Shi--weetland." I told her with an innocent smile.

She looked at me like she was trying to figure something out, "wait, are you Brenten's sister?" "yes!" I said astonished, "I can't believe you remember him." "how can I not.." she muttered partially to herself but I think she wanted me to hear it.

"Anyways, since its the first day back, I'll forget that this happened. Okay? Okay."

I was speed walking to my desk while Ms. Shitland was still doing the attendance.

I didn't mind where I was sitting because my best friend, Amy, sat beside me and my other best friend, Toby, sat across from me.

"Hey Armadillo." I whispered to her, calling her by the nickname I knew she hated. "Sup... Midget." she replied with an evil smirk.

"Not fair! Just because I'm only 5'3 doesn't make me a midget. I'm actually the average height, you're just a tall ass--" "Ms. Jones!" I looked at Amy and I saw that she had her hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing.

Shit, I should really pay more attention during class, and how loud I whisper. Oh well.

"Yes?" I gave her the brightest smile I could muster. "Not only were you late," "Technically I wasn't." I told her matter-of-factly. "Did I say you can speak? Did what you had to say was so important that you had to rudely interrupt me?" Yes. "No."

Damn, she's strict and creepy, her left eye is starting to twitch. I wonder how my brother acted when he was in her class? hmm..

"Are you even listening to me?!" EMILY FOCUS!! "yes, of course!"  "really," she said disbelievingly, "what did I just say then?"  "well, you said that I should be paying more attention instead of talking?" Damn, even I didn't believe myself. It came out more like a question than answer.

"Yes you should but that is not what I said, I said  you should be grateful that I wasn't more strict on you like I usually, nnow please stop your chit-chatting with miss Kramer," she stopped to glare at Amy, "now can I continue or am I interupting YOU?"

"Actually you --- OW!" Amy yelped as I roughly shouldered her. That girl just doesn't know when it's the right time to say something..I thought while giving her a stern look.

I then turned to Ms. Shitland, "yes and we're very sorry about that." I said as nicely as I can. She looked at both of us for a second, "very well, as long as you've learned from your mistake." *cough* "totally" *cough* I looked over at Amy to give her the shut-the-fuck-up look.

"What? Did I hear you say something Ms. Jones?" "No, I didn't say any ---" She held up a hand to silence me, "I don't want to hear it," she pulled out a pink slip, "Detention today after school. The slip will tell you where to be."  "But— " "No buts." I heard Amy snicker but I didn't do anything about it till Ms. Shitland was gone.

 "Bitch, see what you got me into." I told her, but only 15% of me was mad, the other whatever percent thinks its pretty funny. "I love you too, Midget!" she told me back with a wink.

"Go to hell."

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After all the boring classes we had in the morning, it was finally time for lunch, the part of the day everyone looked forward to. When Math finally finished, Toby and I headed off to tthe cafeteria but first, we had to head to Amy's Chemistry class to wait for her.

"ready?" I asked we were all together. "Ready!" they said in unison. Just then, Evan Johnson walked by. He looks perfect as ever with his bright blue eyes, big white smile and his body! Damn he's fine! Even just him being near me has my heart beating a mile a minute.