Different

Chapter 2

Walking up to my group of friends they all yell a "hey Riley" some even say "nice hair" even though I didn't do much but curl it and put half of it up leaving the rest down.

Going over to stand next to my best friends feels like home I mean we talked over the summer but Lindsey went to some camp to work with the kids in the art unit, and Jade broke her phone skate boarding because she thought it was a good Idea to take a selfie while doing a jump trick thing.

I loop my arms through both of theirs and we walk to our new lockers.

We all called the office several times complaining about how our lockers are to close to the boys bathroom and next time we call that our parents would be on the phone with us which didn't happen because they gave in the second time.

I guess hearing three teenage girls whine for 45 minutes more then two times wasn't worth their time, but to be totally honest if I had that job it wouldn't be worth my time either, heck I would hang up the phone because I'm just that nice.

While going to open house to meet my teachers for the last time I decorated my locker I put my name in those turquoise glittery stickers and in the inside I put a Mirror and a white board with different color markers just to keep track of the things I have.

But let's be honest I'm gonna stop writing on that thing on the second week of school it's just gonna be for show after I draw jazzy lines on it.

Putting my purse into my locker I take out most of the books of my book bag that I don't have to have till after lunch and say bye to Lindsey as she walks to the other side of the school while I walk with Jade to math.

Me and Lindsey are like best friends I can tell her everything first and honestly but school is important to her so she doesn't go out on school days. She's not going to make it in college unless she loosens up after she gets into the collage she wants. Jade on the other hand is my go to girl when I want to have fun she's always into party's and she's very outgoing.

She's not really into fashion like I am but she has the cutest skater girl outfits ever! Like a jersey, skinny jeans, Jordan's, a plaid shirt rapped around her waste, and a hat resting on her head backwards of course while her hair is in loose curls down her neck.

She has dark skin and the most beautiful hazel eyes and long eye lashes covering them. She bumps my shoulder with hers and pulls me out of my thinking.

"Hey rhinestone, how was summer?"
She has this weird thing with calling me rhinestone I don't know why when her name is an actual name for a stone.

"Great, boring, and hot at the same time" I mutter

"I wanted to go out but then again I was to lazy to go out so I stayed in and watched YouTube all day" I add.

"Sounds like you. After I broke my phone I got the new iPhone and went to a party then at the party I was dancing on the counter trying to take a video at the same time I dropped my phone and some stupid girl with nine inch heals stumbles on it" she yells the last part and pulls her phone out of her pocket and there was a iPhone cracked in many ways that I've never seen before.

It was cracked right through the camera too. No more photos for you. I silently shake my head and keep walking while she keeps talking

"I mean she could of have said sorry or giving me two hundred dollars for this amazing phone that no longer works but no. She just keeps on walking like nothing happened with her big lips she looked like flappy bird but with big boobs!"

I snort at the last sentence and we both walk into the class room three minutes to spare and the teacher isn't even here. "I swear I would have back handed her if I wasn't so worried about my phone" she keeps talking but that's what I love about her I wouldn't be able to keep a conversation going for the life of me I don't know how she does it even though I'm not really talking.
"She even had the nerve to take off her shoes six steps after she steps on my phone I know she heard me yelling and cussing like a-" the bell rings over her and she gives the wall an irritated stare.

I turn around and pay attention to the board when the teacher comes in and introduces her self. Starts with a C but I really don't care. I can't remember fractions by them selves so a teachers name is the next thing I want to learn when I don't even wanna be in this class. Period.