I'm used to moving to new schools, ever since the sixth grade my mom has been moving me constantly. I never stay at the same school for more than a school year. I would consider it a family tradition but my siblings have better luck. I was enrolled in a design school that Bill Gates donated a ton of money to.
I would actually like to meet him and become his best friend and demand him to buy me stuff, mostly food, and 5sos albums because thats how I spend my weekends. Every new school year I change my whole wardrobe and this year I decided to actually look decent and not like a troll from 9th grade.
"Leigha are you going to finally get a boyfriend? I'm pretty sure you scare boys with that ugly thing you call your face," Brayden, my ten year old shit of a brother said as I hoped into my moms car.
Let me start by saying I have never ever been in an actual relationship. The only boyfriend that I had probably doesn't even count it was in elementary school. His name was Jeremiah and he was forced by his friends to go out with me. And after two hours he broke up with me because I wouldn't hug him.
I'm sorry but he wasn't even cute, he had braces on his two front teeth so kissing was totally out of the question. I flicked Brayden in the forehead. I'm not evil because I'm pretty sure he has ruined all my chances at dating.
Before school it's always a tradition to make the most weirdest faces and shove our faces against the window, my mom was not included because we would've died. I'm waiting for a good opportunity to pass when I see the cutest, let me repeat that the cutest guy I have ever seen.
I have my face pressed up against the window and I'm breathing heavily and he glances over and starts laughing hysterically and drives off. I don't know if my ugliness scared him or he just thought I looked like a troll.
After 30 minutes my mom finally finds the school and pushes me out the car because it's carpool and people in uniforms scare me. As I walk towards the gate door fickle thingy, I see a was stunned as I looked at the small school.
Add slow motion effects for a better visual of it. As I'm walking, I turn a corner and see a group of gorgeous girls. This happens quite often to me, here they are looking perfect and I look like a fragment of shit left on the streets.
I walk by quickly to not seem awkward and semi-skip to my first class. I look at the door to see a seating chart.
"Damn," I mutter and sit in my seat.
I zone out quickly as students start to fill in the empty seats.
"Hey I'm Natalie," I feel someone poke my back and I turn around to see a girl with red hair smiling at me. Natalie and I talk about my old school and whether or not she still likes the school.
My English teacher's name is apparently Ms. Buckner, and as far as I've observed she likes to make fun of students.
"Alright class, I'm going to give you a packet of paper and in your groups draw me a new classroom," my English teacher excitedly said.
As we dispersed into our groups, a bunch of students started asking questions like, "Do you want a tv too?", "Ms Buckner what ago a huge aquarium?"
The teacher turns around and smiles and says, "Yes and I also want a kitchen, coffee maker, a new couch, and ooh add some curtains too"
"You have got to be kidding me, so she basically wants us to draw her an apartment," I say as I turn to my for up.
"Sadly yes, she does this every year," says Robert, I feel real bad for this kid. He has the worst acne I've ever seen, and always covers his Shaggy hair. His voice is as deep as the Pacific Ocean and he has cold sores all over his mouth. From what I've gathered about him so far; he's really smart, likes things done perfectly, and really pushy when it comes to getting work done.
