"*Ariana's POV*
"Ari, hurry up! We're going to be late to Mr. Simmon's class, again!" Yells Makayla rushing me at my locker.
I shove my history papers in my locker, and out of the jungle of my locker, my Algebra 1 book.
"I'm comin, I'm comin!" I say back annoying a little as I slam my neon pink locker shut.
We start to walk over to our Algebra class, when I remember my assignment is in my locker.
"Shit!" I ramble back to my locker.
"What is it now?! Ari!" Yells Miki (Makayla's nickname I call her)
I quickly turn the key lock to 7, 24, 10, my locker combo, but it doesn't open.
*BAMM* I slam my fist against my locker.
"It's jammed!" I shout annoyed and pissed.
"Mr. Simmons is going to KILL ME!!" I turn to Miki for help.
*RRRIINNNGGGG* went the tardy bell.
"Ari, we have to go! We're already late! Hopefully Mr. Simmons will understand!" Replies Miki as she drags me from my locker quickly to Mr. Simmons room.
"Makayla, Ariana. You're late. Again. Care to explain why?" Mr. Simmons says gesturing us to go to the front of the classroom to speak.
Miki and I walk up to the front of the classroom, then turn to Mr. Simmons.
"We were late, because Ari jammed her locker and couldn't get her assignment out." Says Miki.
"Apologize to the class for being late once again" says Mr. Simmons leaning back in his chair annoyed.
Miki and I turn to the class and say,
"We're sorry we interrupted class... Again". I say lamely.
"You may take your seats" says Mr. Simmons.
Miki and I walk back to our seats glad being in front of the class was over with. We take our seats and exchange bored looks.
"I'm handing out your latest Exam. The grade you get on this, will determine most of your final grade."
"I probably got a C-" I whisper to Miki.
"Don't worry about it, I probably got a C too" Miki replies.
Mr. Simmons handed Miki her paper.
"Wow!" Miki says surprised.
"What?" I ask.
"I got a B+ on it!" M..." http://wattpad.com/story/5659213
