Chapter.6 At Math class

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I dreamed that I was in the snow and that I was about t ok go down a mountain covered with fresh powder the cool breeze blew my hair out if my face I felt free. With just me and my board.

But then i woke up before I knew it is was Monday morning.

Bummer.

Got dressed ,ate cereal, ride my bike to school.

When I walked in everyone was just staring at me. I looked at my gray sweatshirt, nothing had spilled or gotten on it. Checked my jeans and hair, nothing.

When I turned the corner someone grabbed me and pulled me into my math class. She smelled like heavy expensive perfume.

It was Audrey.

Audrey: So I heard you and my brother went on a date Saturday. Well did ya did ya!

She got right up into my face. The purfume smelled like a french flower garden. I shoved her away.

Me: WHAT are you talking about we did not go on a date,in a matter of fact we were babysitting!

Audrey: Well that's not what everybody is saying and since I'm the head of the journalists you will tell me. Even though I don't know why my brother Mason Willows would want to go out with a girl like you.

I was just about to throw my fists when Emma walked in and said she needs to see me.

I'm glad to or else I would be banned from math.

As we walked I was thinking "What if he is too cool to  be hanging out with me". I stayed away from the football field as much as I could, well until lunch. He found me as I was exiting the bathrooms.

Mason: Hey so what's up?

Me: nothing but I have to go.

I ran away so that Audrey won't cause any more rumors about us.

Emma got her review after school.

"Hey fellow readers its Emma Haris with the schools biggest football star Mason Willows".

The school loved the paper and so did i and it really boasted Emmas carer because I know that she wants to go to N.Y.U with our friend Any.

She lives in Stark tower she was adopted. I want to go to Yail or Harvard and get a music scolar ship.

Even though my mom would kill me if I traveled away from home. I also want to go because my dad will be in Connecticut for my colledge junior year.

Sorry I haven't published in a while, but I dedicate this chapter to my friend Brooke Haris.

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