On The Run

Chapter 7

Just another plain, boring day at the prison house, A.K.A school. But is it really??

For once, it wasn't. I'm currently sitting in the principal's office because of what happened in lunch.

I bet you're wondering what happened.

Well, I was just minding my own business, when Blondie came up to me. She was going on and on about something. I don't know what it was 'cause I wasn't paying attention.

So, I couldn't take it anymore and told her to shut up. She looked at me like I was the devil himself. She decided to keep talking crap and how I shouldn't be eating here and that's her seat and that I wouldn't do anything to her. Guess what...

I dumped my plate on her head.

Unnecessary??

Most definitely.

Funny??

More like hilarious!!

So, here I am now, listening to her go on and on about how expensive the shirt was and how I need to pay for it. "You don't understand principal Jones! She dumped it on me on purpose!! Now my new shirt is ruined!" She sounds like someone just murdered her sister or something. "It's just a shirt, don't get your panties in a bunch." I said rolling my eyes. "Now, Mrs. Blake, did you do it on purpose??" "Yup." I said like it was the easiest thing in the world. Maybe because it was. "Well, since you did it on purpose, you have a three day suspension. Do you want me to call your legal guardians and tell them?" Well, right now one is in California and the other one is searching for me. Think you should?? Yeah, I don't think so either.

"No need. They should've seen it coming sooner or later." One lie down.

He nodded his head. "Okay, now both of you get to class. You've wasted a whole period and a half discussing this." Well, never thought I'd say this more than once, but thanks Blondie.

We walked to our last period, which so happens to be English. Every now and again, I could hear Blondie mumbling to herself how I ruined her favorite shirt and I need to buy her a new one. Yeah, okay. **note my sarcasm.**

When we walked into class, the English teacher, what ever her name is, asked where we were. "We were attbe principal's office." Blondie said. "For what?" "Veronica spilled her lunch plate on my shirt in lunch on purpose." The English teacher looked shocked. "You did not." I couldn't help but chuckle to myself. Like its any surprise to you.

"But I did." She looked at me with more surprise than ever. "I am flabbergasted." "Okay?" Does this lady really think I care?? "Take your seat and copy the notes." "Okay Ms. Wilson." Blondie said scurrying to her seat and copying them down. I took my sweet ole time getting to my seat tkfund a note on my seat. I opened it. It was from one of the jocks, Sean.

It says:
Hay Veronica! I was wondering if you wanted to hang out today. There is this really good ice cream shop near here. Wanna go? If you do, just meet me outside of the school. If not, then what ever. Hope you do though!
-Sean❤

Think I should? I do like ice cream, and I have nothing better to do, so I guess I will. Who would be stupid enough to pass up ice cream??

The bell rang and I walked to my locker. Originally, I have nothing in there because I just carry a pen everyday, but that stupid math teacherade me put my leather bicycle gloves and leather jacket in there. I did get it out again a few times, until he caught me each time, and I had to put it in my locker before I saw the principal.

So, I put them on and walked outside. The first person I saw was dufus. "Hay Vernie!" "Hay Dufus!" He sighed. "Can I please have a different nickname?" "You know what, fine. I'll just call you Mase. Better?" He nodded with a big ile plastered on his face. "So, wanna walk with me?" "Nah, I'm waiting for Sean. Me and him are gonna go hang out." He looked a little disappointed but he quickly changed his expression. "Well, catch ya later Vernie!" "Bye Mase." I looked around until I found Sean. He was smiling at me.

I better tell him I'm only here for the ice cream.

A/N:
Okay, if you were wondering what Vernie/Veronica looks like, the pic is with this chap. I'm not gonna do any authors notes unless I really need to. Like to show you a pic of a character or something. Well, peace.