Sorry for the interruption of your reading lol But if you didn't notice already, there is Sapphire in the Multimedia part :) Isn't she pretty?
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My math teacher went on and on and on and on and....I think you get the point.
He kept talking about how math is every where. Honestly, to be a singer you dont need math. I think. Since I was a little girl, I loved to sing. I sang at home in my room or when I went shopping for my mom and dad. When I sang down the isles people stared at me. Like I care. My mom, Sharrel, is a bright woman. Her long dark brown silky hair goes down to the middle of her back. I know, that's kind of crazy. I keep telling her to cut some of it off but she refuses to listen to me. Her eyes are dark brown and her body is very curvy and delicate. Almost her whole body is full of curves. My dad, Trevor, has similar features. He is handsome and he has dark brown eyes that shine on a sunny day. His face is well built with high cheek bones and his nose is perfectly shaped. His body is in shape for a 32 year old man.
The thing is, I look nothing like my parents minus our dark features. I have dimples and I have light skin. My hair is naturally brown and curly but im planning to die it red...I think red is so hot. It gives off a "hot" look. My body is nice just the way it is. I don't know to explain it but im not the curveyest cheese doodle in the bag.
Mr. Miller was still talking about math and I still wasn't paying attention. It doesn't matter anyway. I already know all of this. When the teacher was talking I heard the classroom's door open. Mr. Miller turned around, ready to argue with who ever was late but stopped.
Mr. Bufford, the schools principal walked in the classroom and stared at us. Any side chat that I heard before he came now stopped.
He walked by my math teacher, giving him a nod and started walking up and down the isles.
"I hope everybody was listening to the teacher of this classroom" he stopped giving me a glance then started walkin again.
The way he had to stop, and stare at me got me angry so I looked down and started drawing on my book. It seemed like he talked for hours but when he said "We have two new students" made me look up.
"One of theses students are Sapphire Larson and she will be in this math class. And the other is Damien Ames and he will be in your history class. I hope you will control yourselves and treat them like they have been here before" Mr. Bufford commanded.
I heard the click-clack of heels and looked up. I saw a girl with beautiful dirty hair and a pearly white smile. She had a light complection but she looked very pretty.
"Hi guys. I hope you can make me feel comftorable in this school because honestly I have know idea how to get around" she said with a giggle. I heard some of the guys whistle like wolves and the saw some girls give the eye.
"Hello, Ms. Larson. You may sit next to Ms. Rosario" Mr. Bufford said but I raised my voice.
"Uhhh- Mr. Bufford Im sure that she will like to sit next to someone who is more...uhh.. Socia-"
"No, No Im okay with sitting next to you" she said with a smile as she sat down next to me.
Mr. Bufford said a few words and he was gone. I put my head down and blocked out what my math teacher was saying. I felt and heard a soft tap and raised my head. I saw a folded paper and looked around to see who threw it at me. I heard a giggle and turned to my right. I saw the new girl giving me a goofy smile and waving at the same time. I opened the note and read what it said.
Hey, my name's Sapphire. I hope we can be friends. All of these girls look like sluts. I no I no, judgemental but it's true. You look cool and naturally pretty so that's why I wrote this to you. What's your name?
I looked at her and saw she was smiling and pointing to my pencil. I took it and started writing.
Hi =) I'm Sitara and your right about the sluts. The girl sitting in the back with the "perfect" straight blonde hair and the two girls next to them are basically her minions. Thanks for calling me naturally pretty even tho I don't think I am. Your the pretty one lol. I love your hair btw.
I threw her the note and gave her a smile. I saw her write something back and she threw it back at me again.
I knew it!!! They show to much. Of everything. Doesn't your name mean Star? I read this old family book and it mentioned it. It's in Arabic? Right? Anyway. I would love to be your friend. Wanna hang out after school? We can come to my place or vise versa. Or just go out =)
The joke she wrote about the minions made me laugh.
Yeah my name means star. My name is a LITTLE to complicated. My full name means Beatuiful Star. It's stupid. I would love to hang out after school but I have detention for History. Watch out for him. I corrected him on vampires and he knew I was right so he gave me detention. It sucks.
For the rest of the class we passed each other notes and laughed when Mr. Miller gave us the "look".
This school just became a little bit more interesting...
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