"Oh my!parker has been banished!why?because you were contaminating the air by breathing in it?!"Kayla mocked at me.
I hate her.i despise her.i absolutely HATE her!
She flicked her hair and walked away.i stood there,face pink.i wish there were plastic surgeries that would make you stop blushing,I blush too much,wayyy too much.once when Keith was asking me the answer to a sum in math,I answered,I thought I had looked like a supermodel who has Einstein' S brain,later when I went to the washroom and saw my face in the mirror,I realised that I had looked like nothing but a tomato coulored lump of nerd flesh.
So well back to the moment...here I was,embarrassed to the core,standing outside the class.my phone had buzzed a million times.i had switched every notification off,every single one!but the company(Hart productions)would try and contact me from different numbers.i had blocked almost 17 numbers now(how is it even legalised to have these many numbers!)
"our DNA is made up of four basic..."
Buzz.
"So it i she made up of..."
Buzz.buzz..buz..
"4 neuclotides"
Ring.
"Ag."
Ring
"Guan.."
Buzz.
This had gone on forever!
And I was kicked out.end of story.students from other classes went by,staring at me.i felt so ashamed and red.really red!so I just pretended to be taking down notes from a chart outside another classroom on thermonuclear dynamics which I did not understand at all,but pretended to.after a few more minutes I gave in and checked my phone.
I almost fainted.
I am pretty sure that one day I will have a heart attack looking at one of these numbers.
760 unread messages
456 mails
43 missed calls
1872939 YouTube notifications
I used to barely receive one message earlier and now all my phone was capable of giving me a cardiac arrest because of the number of messages!
I slouched down and again-"Sweet baby Jesus!"I yelled.
Life was trying to kill me by giving me shocks.next to me sat Keith grinning,ear to ear(I could see his perfectly white teeth and perfectly round 3smjle winkles"not that I am obsessed,just very observant!(or maybe it's the other way round)
I was exploding,I actually felt like my whole body would fly and hit the wall ahead because of the force of my heart which was threateningly to come out.
Keith sat there.next to me.I was burnt,electrocuted,pale and purple.red at the same time.
"Jeez,Mia!calm down!sorry for freaking you out.now lets read those messages"
Then we did.we read every message,ever notif,tried to reply to as many as possible which made up one eight of the total.after forty minutes we were on the last batch of mails,from Blake Hart.
All said the same thing-
Hey there Eleanor,I assume you accepted my request so tomorrow we record the first song.Hart studios,Treble mall,2.15pm.see ya there bud!
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Maybe...Just Maybe!
Roman pour AdolescentsMia,is an ordinary 15 year old in a in a little town,leading an ordinary life,or at least she was until the night she created her YouTube channel. Soon Mia turns into Eleanor,her life becomes Not-so-ordinary and she practically begins to live the dr...