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The parking lot. If there's something I've learnt in all my 16 years of life is that parking lots are always trouble and ways to pissed off a stuck up person; and I, Lana the troublemaker of all time, was born ready for this. See if I was going to be attending this school, they should get a heads up of who I am and that I shouldn't be messed with. Serves my aunt right for denying me the joys of being homeschooled. But I have to hit home to actually get to them so they won't mess with me because like not to brag or anything but they wouldn't listen to me because I'm cute. Not like puppy or kitten cute but like baby cute. Lemme describe myself yeah.

I am a 5'1, hazel - almost sea green eyes, small nose, small mouth with puckered lips, a bottle like body to kill for with ginger hair that almost reaches my butt, girl. I'm like a walking barbie. See, I'm cute but that does not mean I allow it to go to my head though.

Ughhh. Time's running out. Hmmm.... I've got to park my car where the popular kids park to get everyone's attention and if I piss one of them up and get away with it, no one's even gonna talk to me because I actually got away with pissing off one of the "almighty gods of high school". So I spotted the expensive cars and drove in to park on the only space left. I got out of my car and was grabbing my bag when I saw a very arrogant girl and a very  confused guy in an expensive car with expressions that said WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING? I acted unconcerned and just took my bag out and locked my car.

As I was fixing my hair and dark shades, I heard the girl say.. "bitch what the freak! That's our spot". Without looking back I replied, yeah, bet the rent your daddy usually paid for it already expired so I own it now, then I  continued to walk towards the school building. 

With my eyes behind the sunglasses I could actually see everyone standing with their mouths apart. It was like time stopped for them. I paid no attention to them as I entered the building and followed the signs to get to the school secretary's office. She was probably in her mid forties with an expression that can kill any form of optimism in a jiffy. She looked so tired, too tired even and when she talked, she did so in sentences and the suspense was killing me. I had to stop myself from telling her to hurry the hell up.

After receiving my timetable and locker code, I immediately set off to search for my locker as I didn't wanna be late for first period. On my out, I bumped into a girl. I mumbled a sorry and started walking away from her but she said, "are you the new girl who parked in the shrew's boyfriend's parking space?" Well I don't know who's the shrew, I just parked in the only space left.

Oh that's okay, she said. We stood there just staring at each other as I shited the weight of my body from my left foot to my right and as I was contemplating of walking away from her, she said, hi, I'm Ina, can I be your friend? I hesitated for a moment but I said, sure. I'm Lana, nice to meet you Ina.

So... I guess you're looking for your locker? Yes I said. What's the number?she asked. I said, 98. Oh! She said, its right next to mine. I have 99. Okay, what are we waiting for? I asked. Let's go, she said.

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