𝐄𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐧 » goodbye good girl

CHAPTER SEVEN

BORING, BORING, BORING.

'How much more boring can this guy get?!'

I stared ahead of me with my arms holding up my head, trying to stay focused on the board.
Mr garrison was going on, and on, about something completely off topic from what he was supposed to be teaching us.

I didn't care about his divorce. I didn't care that he got snaked by some ugly broad- I didn't give a shit about anything he was talking about!

I was just trying to get the hell out of here!

I felt my phone going off in my back pocket, making the vibration noise sound louder against the plastic chair I was in.
I quickly snatched it from my back pocket and silenced it, reading the text I got from Wendy who sat a row across from me.

She glanced at me nervously when she heard the vibrate go off.
'How long is this guy gonna be talking for?' I read the text.

I snickered and texted her back. 'Probably another two hours.'

She looked over her shoulder at me and chortled.
I grinned amused at her, then watched as her face went pale. I raised a brow and looked in front of me where Mr Garrison stood with his arms crossed.

"Something funny?" He asked me.

I shrugged. "No, just boring." I replied leaning back in my seat with my phone in hand.
"Well! Then I'll ask you to leave." He pointed at the door.

I smiled and stood to my feet. "Oh thank god- I thought you'd never ask." I shook his hand and left the room.

"Uh, mister Garrison? Can I go to the bathroom?" I heard Wendy ask.
"Fine. Make it quick."

Soon enough, her footsteps came outside to the hallway, the classroom door shutting behind her.

I grinned at her. "Sup."

"Come on, let's go. There's only five minuets of class left anyways." She shrugged, pulling me along with her.
I obliged and walked beside her happily.

"So, cheerleading starts next week. You're still going to do it, right?" She asked me with hopeful eyes. I nodded. "Of course! I can't wait." I beamed.

We walked down to my locker, and there stood Cartman with disapproving eyes. He crossed his arms over his chest and gave Wendy a cold glare.
"Well, well, well. Look who we have here." Cartman walked up to me.

"Hey?" I asked him curiously. He grabbed my arm and pulled me beside him. I furrowed my brows with confusion at him. "What the hell is your problem?" I asked.

"What?" He asked a little too innocent.

"You're acting like my father or something." I shrugged with a bitchy expression shot his way.
Pulling my arm away from him, I took a step back.
He narrowed his eyes onto me and scoffed. "Not really. So what are you guys doing?" He asked.

Wendy glanced at me confused before replying. "Nothing. Just left class early. What are you doing?" She asked him.

Man, I could feel the annoyance coming off her.

"Nothing. Just about to go to lunch. (Y/n), you coming?" He asked me. I looked to Wendy and gave her an awkward look.
"Uh, well . . I was going to sit with them today. But I guess." I looked back to Cartman.

"Sorry Wendy. I'll see you after lunch though, okay?" I asked her with a sympathetic look. She smiled at me nodded. "Okay girl. I'll actually just see you after school. I gotta drop off your uniform." She beamed and waved. "Bye." She walked off.