School.
It's the place I hate most in the world, that and public restrooms.
And standing at the very gates of said place, I feel more hatred for it.
School feels like another planet all together, with different people from different backgrounds and homes coming together to cause havoc.
I don't hate school, I just hate the people, and the teachers, and the excessive amount of work.
I'm not the popular girl that everyone loves in school, neither am I the nerd that gets bullied.
I'm the girl that minds her own business so much so that you'd think she doesn't exist.
Yup, that's me.
I have my own share of bullies, Shayna Blue is a clear cut example. She hates me because our teacher paired me as a sitting partner with her long time-toxic-on and off-wanna be-Zac Efron boyfriend Mason Brim.
Yes, he's the hotshot of the class, not school, class.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I was bear hugged by my best friend Alicia. Oh I miss her.
"Alliiiiiiiii" I turned around and hugged her properly "Gosh, I miss you, It felt like the break won't end"
Alicia and her family always fly to Miami during summer to spend more time basking in the sun.
It really pays off, her skin is glowing.
"I know and I miss you Syd!" She opened her backpack for something, "I come bearing gifts from Miamiii" she singsang.
It was a little blue box, oh gosh, I know those boxes anywhere, "Is this from Tiffany's?" I said happily.
She nodded her head so quickly I was scared it would've fallen off.
I opened the box and the prettiest turquoise necklace was in it, "Oh Ali, this is beautiful" I said in awe.
"But I didn't get you anything" I pouted and rummaged through my bag "Ah, here, a half eaten kit kat, I'm pretty sure Aaron licked it too, enjoy!"
"I'm going to have to give that a big pass, you can repay me with a sleepover on Friday" she said excitedly.
"Ouu I heard sleepover" My cousin Lena said, joining us.
"Lenaaaa, I miss you" Ali screamed and hugged her.
"I miss you too Ali, How's Miami, meet any cute boys there?" She said and wiggled her eyebrows.
Oh God no, not out here in public.
"How about we discuss all of this during the Sleepover at my place on Friday, Lena bring snacks, Ali you're on movie supply" I said.
"What about you?" They said in unison.
"My presence on its own is a gift, ladies" I said and they rolled their eyes.
"Come on, let's go before the bell rings" Ali said leading the way.
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"Okay class settle down please" Our literature teacher, Ms. Chan said.
"Okay for your semester project, you would write a 3 page essay, on anything, anything at all, just please make it interesting" The whole class groaned, including me.
"Oh groan all you want but this essay is taking 50% of your score in this class so get to it, I won't be coming for the regular classes starting today, so that would give you ample time to figure something out and start the essay, Ciao my little Shakespeares" and with that she left.
Ugh, Literature teachers are literally so lazy.
I opened up my literature journal to try to jot down some ideas for it.
How about my summer? No, I don't think I can write a 3 page essay on how I slept, ate and watched TV. Shit.I kept thinking of ideas when suddenly someone bumped into me causing my pen to slide down my journal page, leaving a big mark on it.
"Oops, I'm sorry Sydney, I hope I didn't cause much damage" the culprit said.
Shayna. Gosh I hate her. Why is she here anyw... oh yeahh, she transferred.
"Watch where you're going next time, I would hate to pierce you with my pen's tip and cause one of your silocones to pop like a balloon" I retorted. Her face went red.
Ha! Take that!
"You're such an awful person Sydney and that's why you have no friends, and you're just jealous of me because I have a boyfriend who loves me and you don't" She laughed.
"Are you done Bitchy Minaj?" I said and she gasped, "You are literally so fake you could make russian dolls jealous, and I'd rather have no friends than have all these fake people around me who laugh at me behind my back, oh and by the way, we all know Mason's cheating on you with the captain of the swim team so how about you shove your little speech up your ass?" By the time I was done the whole class was listening in on what I said, 3 seconds later they all burst out laughing.
Shayna was brooding, Mason was embarrassed, I felt bad for what I said.
"Shayna, I-" I began but she cut me off "Don't Sydney" there were tears brimming in her eyes as she ran out of class.
The class was still laughing hard when I got up to go to the restroom. On my way I heard loud sobs coming from the storage closet in the hallway.
"Are you alright in there?" I asked whoever was in there.
"Go away, please"
Shayna.
"Shayna, can you come out for a second, I need to apologize" I pleaded.
"Apologize for what? Ruining my reputation, my friendships and my relationship?!" She yelled. She's pissed.
"Just open the door and let's talk, I sincerely feel bad!" I urged. I actually did, even if Shayna was the meanest person to me for 2 years, I shouldn't have lashed out at her.
I should apologize and be the bigger person.
"Listen, I didn't mean to lash out at you, it's just, you always put me on edge and always say these really mean things to me and I couldn't take it"
And with that she opened the door, "When we started highschool 2 years ago, Alicia was the first friend I made here, I thought we'd have that happy friendship thing girls have in high school, till you strode along and just had to be clumsy and fall down right in front of us, since then she got distant with me, and you were in the picture most of the time, and that made me so angry, I vowed to make your life difficult here in highschool" Shayna confessed.
So that's why she hates me?
*****Author's note******
Cliffhanger!!! I'm sorry but I have to!
Anyways Shayna really isn't that much of a bitch, or is she? Hmmm, Stay tuned for the next chapter loves!Sorry for any mistake made I wrote this at 4 am in the morning along with chapter 5 so please have mercy
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