After that traumatic weekend, school started up. I really just wanted to stay in my room and hide for the entire week, but no. The thought of having to sit in class with Miss Smith made me uncomfortable, yet I was longing to see her. I'm beginning to think I'm bipolar.
I got up, tired as all hell, doing my normal routine before running down the hall into the kitchen. I was actually up early this time. Shocker.
"Hey Ash, you actually got up early?" The taunting voice of my sister never got old, even if I acted like it did.
"Why do you always have to be such a bitch, I thought you'd be proud of me." I pouted.
"Nono, I am proud of you now just hurry up and pick up Emma, and don't fall asleep in class."
"Sure sure, I'll try my hardest to stay awake." I waved before I ran out the door and got in my car.
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Emma and I got to school relatively quickly, making our way down to our first class. "So, how on earth did you pick me up so early? Normally you're still asleep by that time."
"Stop making fun of me, be grateful that I even brought you to school." I shoved her a bit, a smirk forming on my face.
"No, because if you didn't pick me up, we would have had problems."
I looked over at her, searching her eyes for any trace of seriousness. "What kind of problems, hm?"
"I'd embarrass you in front of Miss Smith." My eyes widened as she said that, she wouldn't do that, would she?
She smirked, shoving me a bit. "Cmon, let's get to class."
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We were sitting in History, and I really wasn't paying any attention, this was my second to last class and then I was done for the day. I just wanted this day to be over with, I hadn't slept much last night, hence to why I woke up so early. It was hard for me to keep my eyes open at this point, but Emma kept slapping my arm or poking my side to keep me awake.
That was until she leaned over, poking my boob. "Ow! What the fuck?" I harshly whispered.
"You were falling asleep." She just winked and went back to mindlessly staring at the teacher.
"Cunt." I whispered before I looked away.
The bell rung, signalling our last class so we stood up, slinging our bags over our shoulder as we made it out the door. "Oo, you get Miss Smith this class, I almost forgot."
"Don't remind me." I sighed audibly, life sure had a way to fuck me over.
"I wonder what she's wearing today, maybe it's a skimpy dress oh oh or maybe it's skinny jeans that squeeze her ass-" I put my finger to her lips to cut off her rambling, we had already turned the corner and we were almost in hearing range of Miss Smith.
"Shut the hell up, do you want her to hear you?" She shook her head, so I slowly removed my finger. When I turned to face forwards, Miss Smith was looking at us with a confused look.
"Oh you're going to have so much fun." Emma said loud enough for Miss Smith to hear, I know she said it on purpose just to piss me off.
I punched her arm, shoving her away from me and towards her class. "What the fuck Ash?" She glared at me.
"Shoo you meanie." I pouted, turning away from her.
"Aw cmon, don't do that babe, I was just messing with you." She came over placing a kiss on my head.
