"Hey! I may not be that smart, athletic or attractive or talented or good at cooking, I burn water man.....wait....where am I going with this?"
Chloe Anderson is just a basic bitch who has an extraordinarily basic best friend and an even more basic...
I woke up disoriented, looking everywhere for the source of the noise and that was when I saw Miss Garfield glowering at me through her glasses from above.
Her thunderous grey eyes striking me with lightning from her deep glare.
"Are you honestly sleeping in my class Chloe Anderson?!" She yelled at me.
I barely knew what was going on, when did I even get here?
I wiped the drool off my face, turning to see the entire class looking at me.
Man, I'd messed up.
Oh well....with messes you've always got to own them...like stolen key cards.
"Man. I thought I was home." I yawned, stretching dramatically winking at Cherry who sat in the corner.
She was dying of laughter but not loud enough for anyone in particular to hear.
"Is this some joke?"
Lol, her saggy neck looked like a chicken's throat as she spoke.
It didn't help that her neck was so bright pink.
"Depends, who's laughing?"
Then sniggers and giggles erupted.
She looked around to glare at some students.
"Shut up!" And did they?
Nope.
Awkwardly, she let me loose and returned to the front.
I sighed in relief, leaning back into my chair, rubbing my eyes.
I turned to face Cherry who had somehow sat down where I was.
"What ar-"
"Shhh"
Creeeepyyyyy.
What was she? A vampire?
She smiled wide, showing me a picture she took of me seconds before I'd noticed her.
It was my face that looked like it had been pressed up against a cold grill.
Jeeezzzz.
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~later~
I sat behind my canvas trying to make myself comfortable on my stool but it just felt so uncomfortable.
It never stood still like a normal chair would. I was experiencing serious shit in life at wtf's per hour. Like literally.
It kept moving because it wanted to spin me around like some kind of Prince Charming at a ball.
