english is a drag. i mean don't get me wrong i actually enjoy english but our teacher thought it would be a great idea if we got to know each other, sure it was resourceful but still i felt as if i was in first grade. the tall red head sitting next to me, her name is allyssa. she great cool i am so glad i get to sit next to someone who is quiet but knows when to talk and have a good time. we have a couple class together thank god.
the bell rings, signaling class is over.
" bye allyssa see ya in third period "
" see ya zoey " she flash a smile before picking up her books and exiting.
i grab my books trying to put them in my backpack. i look around and since i am taking forever it only me, some random girl, carl, and the teacher. the teacher giving carl a lecture, comical. i start walking out
"bye mrs. brune" -zo | have gotta get brownie points yaknow
"bye zoey, carl you are free to go. tomorrow don't be late" - brune
"bye." -carl
wow he is so ouff.
i walk out the classroom carl following behind
" hey yo baby where ya fine ass going" -carl
i can hear the cockiness flowing out with each word. i turn to face him.
"hopefully somewhere far from you" i add my signature eye roll and turning back around to keep walking to my locker
"aw b don't go and hurt my feelings like that" -carl
i turn around and flash a innocent smile
"whoops my bad, sorry if i actually knew you instead of just meeting you. maybe i would know you are a softie " - zoey
"nothing is soft when i am around you." -carl
ew no thanks let's pretend that didn't happen. i flip him off and turn around finally reaching the destination of my locker.
"i am alway down if you are" -carl
he smirks and walks off.
you gotta be kidding me. wow fun times. love this.
