"MISS PETERSON!"
"PEANUT BUTTER," I yelled. Suddenly laughter filled the classroom. I slouched in my seat, drowning in embarrassment.
Cranky Mrs. Hitch shook her head in disappointment. Typical.
"Sarah, maybe if you weren't always dazing in my class, you would actually know what is going on. "
"Okay," I muttered.
"Miss. Peterson, if you have anything to say, speak up. Otherwise, pay attention." With one last glance, she went back to her lesson.
However, her voice began to fade as I stared out the window. English class is quite unnecessary.
Finally, the bell rang and I sprung out of my seat and into the hallways.
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Oh god. It's Kate Linston and her girly crew near my lockers. Why would the Lord punish me right now?
I quickly turned the dial of my lock at my locker.
"Hey."
Just ignore her. Just ignore her. Maybe she'll go away.
"Hey. I'm talking to you. "
Oh shoot. What was my combination?
"He-"
"What do you need, Kate?" I turned my head towards her and inwardly cursed at myself. Wrong move.
Taken aback from my reply, Kate quickly tried to sustain her Beverly-Hills posture.
"Don't be rude to me! Anyways, you should be grateful for what is about to happen."
She brought her hand up to her chest and exhaled----LOUDLY, might I add.
drama queen.
She clucked her tongue and continued.
"You are invited to my birthday party. You are welcome." She smiled like the Cheshire Cat, as if she had just done something great for the world.
"I don't want to," I returned to my locker.
Kate's jaw dropped.
"O.M.G. You ungrateful brat. Just take it. Tell her girls," she snapped her fingers.
"Kate's right..She always is..mhm. Take it." The dumb ginger and the gullible asian ferociously nodded their heads.
Will they ever shut up?
" I'll take it. Just leave me alone."
Smiling at my defeat, Kate stuffed an invitation down my shirt.
"Great! One more thing. Don't wear that sweater to the party." With that, Kate walked off, and her friends (dogs) followed behind.
I grabbed the card from under my sweater and immediately regretted on accepting the invite.
Right on the front of the card was a picture of Kate in the smallest piece of fabric made in the world.
At the end, there was a tiny note:
"PS. SARAH. YOU BETTER NOT WEAR A SWEATER"
Just awesome.
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