That was it! This was the last piece of that ungrateful, lost, over-controlling, overbearing band director I could take. He had one more time to make one of his racist joke. Ha-Ha very funny Mr. Hamlocket. Ooo that man just gets under my skin, I can't stand him.
Never did I think for a minute that I would give this fool my attention for more than I wanted to. I was only here for the traveling we did and my friends not a single thing else. I just dare him to try to start something with me.
In a frustrated state I walked off toward the school. Suddenly my body collided with something hard and immovable. Intimidated by the body looming over me I muttered a quiet sorry, but the body didn't move from me. Gazing up at the guy, he had to be a lost boy off the the football team. He was a clear six foot boy with arms that were probably be the size of my head.
A concerned look broke out over his face, "Are you alright?" He asked.
Embarrassed by just stand there I quickly spoke up, "Umm no- I mean yes. I'm fine. Thank you and I'm sorry for what I just did, sorry."
After a few more awkward moments of looking at him and glancing away, he said it was fine.
I felt the clock in my head began ringing. I was going to be late. "I have to go." I said in a hurry.
Starting a good pace I felt as if I would make it on time. I can't get many more tardies because the school will call my parents and then we will all talk. Then even the rest of school will be a drag because I know the car will not be in the question at all.
But then I will have to run or jog to be on time. Steadily I make it to the the front doors of the school. I scanned my card on the student sign in and rush my way to class. I have only a few minutes to prepare for class and get ready for this day my parents worked hard for me to get.
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Rocking around the christmas tree have a happy holiday....
The song poured out of the speakers at I packed up my things for the Christmas party I was going to later. Swinging my hips side to side, I hummed happily along with the song. I wonder who will all be there? I'm not that good at social parties like this one I am going to. But then again I have my best buddy Corey.
Corey is something in football but I never bare to listen cause when he starts talking about plays I can't keep up. We friends since the end of tenth grade year. I never thought for one minute that he would, out of everyone I know, become my best friend. He sucks at times but I love him.
"I honk the horn, I scream blood murder and you wouldn't even hear me die." Corey says swinging his keys on to my bed after busting through my door like a mad man. Looking at him crazy, I swiftly rolled my eyes and turned to my music.
"Okay so maybe I didn't hear cause my music was up loud and I thought you were dyeing your hair a different color." I say turning it down. Turning back to the mirror I ran gloss over my lips real quick.
"It is always up loud, I swear you are deaf... but you can hear every footstep taken in the house at night. And I decided to put it off. Need to make sure I want to do it." He says laughing quietly.
"Shut your face and come on Corey we are going to be late. And yeah I don't think blonde is such a great color right not" I say pushing him out of my room and grabbing his keys off my bed.
"Blonde is a great color, I look great in everything. You already know this." He said walking down the stairs to the front door. I glanced around looking to see if I need anything before I left.
"Not everything. Remember that sweater you wore last fall for thanksgiving. It's was ugly. Should have worn that damn this for an ugly Christmas sweater party." I said finally walking out the door.
"Please you'd still sit on my dick in that sweater." He said wiggling his eyebrows.
"Dude, you are such a creep." I said laughing while rolling my eyes. All we ever be is just friends.
Well I'm so sorry for all the delays on this. It's been like a while since I have looked at this story. Right now I'm changing to course of the story just a bit.
Just doing so editing. Don't mind me. 😋
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Rischio (BWWM)
Romantizm°Slow random editing. Changing some scene and interactions.° Rischio Noun.... Italian word, probably cut from the medieval Greek translation Risk Noun... English word meaning chance, hazard, peril, danger. (essere a rischio )― to be at risk, in d...
