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Chapter 7: Unpopularity

''Izzy.. wake up..''

''Mmm.. lemme.. sleep.. Phin.. mm..''

''Izzy, it's 7 already.''

''WHAT CRAP!'' Isabella flew out of bed and into the bathroom, and in 6 minutes, she was all washed up and ready for school, with a palette.

I resisted the urge to laugh, as I pointed at the clock.

''What?''

''The time, Izzy.''

She looked at it, before turning to look at me.

''Oh, Phin.. you're soo dead..'' I could see the evil smile forming greatly on her face, as she applied cheek make up.

Closing the palatte, she deposited back into her make up bag.

I slowly shuffled backwards.

She came closer.

''Izzy! I'm sorry! I.. I.. I.. j-just. w-wanted you t-to get out of bed and.. and see.. whether. you could walk!''

She sent a puzzled look from her evil expression.

She stopped and look down.

''Wow.'' she breathed.

''Wow?''

''Wow. Phin, thanks!'' she jumped and hugged me.

I desperately tried to catch her as she landed on me. But I wasn't expecting a load to hit me unexpectantly, and I fell backwards.

''Phin- gosh! I'm sorry!''

I groaned.

Thank god I had the wall for support.

''Yeah.''

''But that was mean of you to scare me the first thing in the morning.'' she sat in front of me and pouted.

''What a way to start the morning..'' 

''Phin, you are my slave for one day.''

''Wait, what? Why so random? And what do you mean by slave?''

''That's for giving me an attack this morning.''

''But I helped you get up!'' I protested.

''But my attack was more important. I would have gotten a heart attack!''

''I guess..''

''Alright then, Phin, take my stuff, let's go''

I ludged under the weight of 2 bags as I headed down to the cafeteria, where the girls are waiting.

''Sup, your breakfast is all ordered.'' Katie said, without looking up from the school's morning paper.

I took my seat and let the weight of the bags to sink to the floor, before enjoying my sunny side up eggs, with bacon strips and 2 buttered bread.

And as if time would try to be evil, we had to start heading off for class.

''Alright, Design and Engineering classes are first, let's go.'' Gretchen held up her time table as we headed for the engineering block, quite isolated from the rest of the school.

''Good morning class, now, let's get started on your project. I am expecting much from you guys,'' Ms Shanice paused to wink at me. ''And I hope that you would not try to sabotage each other's project either.'' her gaze stopped at Isabella, and the whole class, almost as if they have been rehearsing a million times, turned to look at Isabella. In sync.

Isabella held a inquisitive look as everyone dispersed to their various project areas, marked out by yellow tarp on the floor.

I headed for my big project in the corner of the class.