Stories Never Fade

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

"Lets go Marianne! Stop taking pictures of the damn door and hurry up! We are going to be late to Physics class!"

I was taking a picture through the little window on the classroom door to get a cool perspective of the classroom when I heard a smack and my phone landed on the floor.

"What the hell! My slow af phone was just getting focused the way I wanted it to and even worse it might be cracked even more now"

Just then a teacher walked by and yelled at me for swearing at school.

"Imagine that. Swearing at a high school. I just cant believe it" I muttered sarcastically to Jen who was still standing impatiently next to me.

I looked at the screen. Great, another crack to add to the collection. At least I got a somewhat decent picture of the classroom before she rudely interrupted me.

"And for your information I wasn't taking a picture of the door. I was taking a picture of the classroom THROUGH the door. Besides since when have you been excited to go to Physics?"

"Since she said we would be watching Bill Nye today. Never underestimate the brain power of a man in a white scientists coat."

This was typical Jen. She hated, no more like despised going to classes. Any excuse to not do work and she would take it. Even if it was something as boring as Bill Nye.

Me on the other hand didnt mind going to classes. I would rather go to classes and mess around with my friends then stay at home and deal with my younger brother. He was always messing around with my stuff and getting in the way of my photography.

We rushed to Physics and sat down right before the bell rung. The teacher gave us a warning look before turning to the rest of class to announce that we would be taking notes on the episode of Bill Nye. Of course we were. When can we ever just do something somewhat exciting with nothing like notes attached? Even just once in a while would be great.

I was constantly glaring back up at the clock. I dont know why since I wasn't in much of a hurry to get to English. I guess it was just habit at this point. Now I get why some teachers dont have a clock in their room.

When the bell finally rang I rushed out of the classroom hoping that for once he wouldn't notice me. Unfortunately I wasnt that lucky.

"Hey. Where are you going to in such a rush?"

Should I lie to him or not? He technically wasnt doing anything wrong but his constant need to talk to me could get slightly annoying.

"I have to go to the bathroom but the bathroom is always crowded with the girls that for some odd reason think that talking with the sound of people peeing makes great background noises to their stupid conversations."

"Couldn't you use the bathroom on the first floor? Barely anyone goes in that one."

"Yeah right. If I want to come out smelling like marijuana."

There was this one bathroom in our school were all the stoners decided it would be a great idea to smoke. One time they even set the fire alarm off there was so much smoke in there.

"Good point"

"So are you ever going to let me go to the bathroom or am I going to have to pee on your shoes?"

I glared down at his nike shoes. Sometimes I just want to time travel back to a time before clothes didnt have a ridiculous looking giant check mark on them and had colors other than black and white.

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Oh really."

I looked around as if I was looking if there were still any people in the hallways and then pretended to start to pull my pants down. It worked like a charm and his eyes went wide with horror as he stepped to the side.

"Be careful Jacob. Maybe next time you wont get a warning."

I winked to put an even more shocked look on his face. It was obvious he had a crush on me so sometimes I liked to mess around with his brain.

Nothing too serious just little things like the wink. If he really liked me that much he would just ask me out, but its already been 5 years and he hasnt yet so thats his own fault.

I sat down in my seat still thinking about Jacob. I wonder if he is still thinking about our little conversation in the hallway? Chances were great from the look of horror and astonishment that I would even pretend to do something like that on his face.

Sometimes I feel bad for messing with him like that but what else am I supposed to do? Just sit there acting like im completely oblivolious to the fact that he obviously likes me? No way. I was at least going to have a little fun with him. After all girls just wanna have fun right?

Thanks for getting this far in my story! Again this is kind of a short chapter but I dont usually write long stories like this one so it might take me a little while to get the hang of it.