Praise My Sins..!

Andy

As Mr.Way walked back to his desk, and I focused my gaze back down to my sketchbook.

I tried to clear my mind of the gorgeous person, but his images filled my mind.

Mr.Way gave everyone locks, and told us to pick a locker on our way out.

Stopping my thought, the emo kid grabbed his stuff and moved seats.
He sat in the one directly in front of me.

Turning to look at me, he smiled.
"GreenDay fan, I see." He said

Hmm this was weird. He looked so vicious and cruel, yet he spoke soft.
"Y-yeah. I love GreenDay." "Weezer fan, I see." I responded.

He just smiled.
"Yep. The most amazing band on the planet." He shot back in a soft, yet joking tone.

He was a softie. It still baffled me.
"One could argue." I said.

"Meh, I guess so. Anyways, my name is Andy." He spoke.

Andy. Hmm I like that name.
"Oh, I'm Emma." I replied.

His blue eyes were piercing, but his smile was relaxing. Weird.

*DING*

"I'll see you at lunch? 5th period?" He said, gathering his things.

"Yep!" I said picking up my skateboard.

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I found a locker.
Yes it was completely secluded from everyone. Yes I did it on purpose.

I shoved my bag and skateboard into my locker and only brought my sketchbook, lock combination, and my schedule.

As I walked to my first class, Algebra 12.

I hated math.
My class was full of popular kids.
And know-it-all nerds.

Well, the rest of my classes until lunch were full of mostly the same people.
I guess I had to get used to it.
Fuck. My. Life.
Again!

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In periods 1-4 I payed no attention to what the teachers were saying. I just sketched and listened to music.

Fall Out Boy was my band of choice for the day.  Seemingly, it made most of the classes go by pretty fast.

The only thing I thought about since homeroom was Andy. Well, and some of Mr.Way.

I noticed that I was thinking of Andy, and completely forgot about the beautiful teacher.

Odd.
In HR I couldn't get my mind off of Mr.Way.

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