Harley's outfit for school^
I apologize ahead of time if I mess up what classes they have next. I can never remember who has which order.
Happy reading!
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Harley
Ally and I relaxed for the rest of the Saturday night. That is what the weekend is for after all, just abiding to the universal rule.
Sunday was also laidback, but quickly scrambling to do last minute homework for a certain red head. Such a procrastinator at heart.
That leaves us with today, Monday. Back to the grind.
With two projects due I hurriedly get ready for school. We had agreed I'd bring the cake, which also meant I needed to show up a few minutes early to leave it in the classroom's fridge.
Shoving the last piece of stray note paper into my beige backpack I hastily zip it up. Exiting my room, I for once opt for a toasted bagel. My mother will be so proud, her only daughter eating something other than cereal.
The minute I hear the pop I grab the hot bagel and throw it onto my plate buttering it. After having to eat my food a bit slower due to how hot it was, I dash up the stairs in record time to my washroom. I glance at me phone's time.
Three minutes left.
Brushing through my locks one last time I examine my appearance. Bright blue eyes reflect back at me as my shoulder-blade length hair frames my tanned skin.
Jogging back down the stairs I carefully pull the strawberry cake out of the fridge. Perfect timing as I hear the usual beep from my driveway.
Both my parents must be at work already as I haven't seen them since I woke up. Not bothering with yelling a goodbye I slowly open the door propping the cake box between my leg and the wall while I lock the house. Somehow succeeding, I concentrate on not dropping the important box in my hands. If I'm going to make a cake I darn well want to eat it too.
Seeing my hands full Drew decides to be the gentleman he is and quickly opens the back and passenger door for me.
"Aw Harls," he puts a hand over his chest with a big grin adorned on his face. "You didn't need to bring little 'ole me a cake!"
Scoffing, I secure the container in the seat making sure there's no chance it could fall with Drew's crazy turns. "It's not for you, Drew." He dramatically gasps and clutches his chest.
"I see how I'm felt here." Of course he had to add that little sniffle.
"Drew," I sigh. "Just drive please. If we get there on time I'll save a piece for you."
That seemed to do the trick as he puts his foot on the pedal.
Maybe I should've put the seatbelt on the cake.
We manage to arrive at school on time, perhaps 'cause of someone's reckless driving.
Shouldering my bag, I give the cake a quick inspection to make sure no strawberries have fallen out of place. When I miraculously find nothing out of place I pick up the container, making sure not to jostle it.
Walking through the school's corridors we soon reach the Home Economics room.
Balancing the cake in one hand I side hug Drew with the other. "See you later, I'll try to save you part of it."
"I'll hold you to that," he says with a playful smile lighting up his handsome features. "Later, Harls."
Turning around I walk over to where the stainless steel fridge looms. Noticing only a few other cakes on the shelves I attempt to hide our box behind the others; someone in this class sometimes stoops low enough to sabatage. Ally and I worked on this cake so in no way am risking it getting jeapodized.
Once I'm finished I open the door and allow myself to get swept into the sea of students.
Calculus here I come, I mentally groan.
Entering the room I go to my usual spot where beside it Drew and Ally are already sat.
"Mornin', Harls!" Ally chirps excitedly making me worry. She's never this happy in the morning. "You got our cake in okay?"
"Yeah," I respond, hesitantly scruntizing my best friend's odd behaviour. "You uh, feeling okay Ally?"
She produces a full grin. "Never been better." At a loss I shoot Drew a what-did-she-take-this-morning look.
"She stopped off at Starbucks." Ah, the power of caffeinated drinks.
The teacher walks in cutting off the rest of the conversation. "Alright class turn to page eighty seven..." Not very enthusiastically- except maybe the few nerds in the back- the class leafs to the said page and attempts to listen to his monotone lecturing voice. Way to make calculus exciting.
As I sit and watch the hands of the clock tick by eventually it reaches the seventy-five minute mark. Everyone else seems pretty chipper to pack up and leave too, barely registering our teachers last minute departing words.
With my backpack slung over my shoulder I wait outside the door for Drew and Ally. Once they appear the three of us start walking to English, which was thankfully in the same hall as calculus.
We're about five steps from our class when somebody knocks my shoulder, hard, making me almost lose my balance and fall.
The fuck dude?
"Excuse me?" I whip around to face my offender. Brittany Mills.
"What, you couldn't handle a little bump?" She says with mockingly innocent eyes.
"What's your deal?" I don't think I've ever talked to Britt for this long. "What did I ever do to you?"
"What did you do?" She lets out a creepy cackling sound. "I told you to, stay. Away. From. Him."
Oh how could I not guess, this is still about Cody. Relieved that I didn't do anything wrong- blame me I have a conscience, I ignore the fuming blonde and resume walking to class with Drew and Ally. We have to hurry our pace as Brittany's little scene stole some of our time. The teachers here are way too serious about being punctual.
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"Thank you Andrew and Clarissa, that was a wonderful project." I flash Drew a supportive smile as he returns to his desk. "Next, Cody and Harley."
Grabbing my notebook, beside me Cody grabs our project and leads the way to the front of the class.
"Our project is about Haemophilia," Cody starts, his loud clear voice right away catching students attention. "It was sometimes called the 'royal disease' due to the amount of royalty that were carriers." He continues with his half of the speech while I hold the model that we created.
"Haemophilia is on the X chromosome making it more likely in men than woman. It is a non dominant trait, therefore a woman's other X chromosome would cancel it out." I say once Cody has finished his part.
"Great, thank you Cody and Harley." Our teacher concludes when I complete the ending.
The rest of the class passes quickly and before you know it, it's time to present in home ec.
"Ooh this looks good, what do we have here girls?" Our teacher urges us to start.
"We decided to go with a strawberry flavouring. This is a two tiered strawberry covered, with a side of strawberries, cake." Ally states proudly. I carefully cut a slice for the eager teacher.
"Mmh," she closes her eyes moaning. "Girls this is fantastic. I love the chocolate drizzle along with the fresh strawberries on the side. I'm giving you guys a hundred on this for sure, as long as I can have another piece." Well, not sure if Drew is getting his piece.
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