I don't care anything about history but I would love to know the history behind Ryan Johnson getting his good looks. He really is a work of art oh my god. That jaw is the perfect structure. Those cheekbones are carved by angels. That mouth is definitely kissable. It has been on most of the female population in this school obviously, but still very kissable. Don't even get me started with those eyes. I carefuly stare at him hoping that no one notices. But hey, this is me we're talking about. I never do things the right way.
"Ms. Miller?"
Shut up, lady. I'm focussing on Ryan's beauty here.
"Excuse me?"
You're excused.
"I don't think you're realising this but we're in the middle of History class. And those were innapopriate comments. I am very appalled by your behavior" By now Mrs. Nicholson is already standing by my table with her arms crossed and her face looking as furious as ever. Oh no, what have I done now. Judging by the whole class laughing their heads off, I could tell that I spoke the words I said in my head out loud. I am not suprised though. This is just me being me.
"Leave" Mrs. Nicholson points to the door, while her eyes are still staring deeply into mine and I have never been more frightened my whole life.
"What?" I try to sound as politely as I can. I don't think it is necessary for me to leave the classroom, although I know what I just said were embarassingly inappropriate.
"You heard me. I've had enough of you and you dozing off to Ryanville, picturing you and him getting married on pink unicorns or whatever. You should consider yourself lucky I'm not in the mood to send you to the principal. So exit my classroom please" And the class burst into laughter once again as Mrs. Nicholson make fun off me.
"Fine" I shrug. I took one glance to the direction where Ryan was sitting and noticed him trying to contain his laughter. He notices me glancing his way and shot a sincere smile before I exit the hellhole. Oh wait it's a classroom.
**
"You did what?!" Ellie is clearly amuse by my story of what happened in History earlier.
"Shut up" I roll my eyes at her, annoyed.
"I'm sorry but this is gold. It's a shame I wasn't there." She says before bursting into laughter. Why is she my bestfriend again?
"Thanks, bestfriend" I say, air-quoting bestfriend.
"I don't know why you're thanking me but aw that's fine, bestfriend" She emphasizes bestfriend.
"You're the worst" I pull her ear.
"Ow that hurts!"
"Fair and square" I smirk.
"Whatever. Lunch is almost over have you finished yours?"
"Yeah. We have Chemistery together next, right?" I ask while checking my timetable.
"Yep" Ellie says popping the 'p'.
"Let's" I take her hand and off we go.
**
Chemistry is my favourite class ever just because I am really good at it. It's like I was born to learn Chemistry and could master at any job involving this. So, nothing could go wrong in this class right?
Wrong.
"Hey class, this is Nick Patterson. He's moved here from NYC and will be joining this class. I'm sure some of you will get to get to know him better soon enough but for now, I think it's best for him to seat next to our top-chemistry-student, Ms. Miller" What did my all time fav teacher just said? "Is that alright, Jade?" No absolutely not. I'd like to say this out loud but Mr Jason has been nothing but nice to me so I might as well fulfill his wish.
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How To Be Cool (Discontinued)
Ficção Adolescente"I can teach you how to be cool" And this, my friend is a story of how 8 words literally changed my life