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          	CHAPTER TWO:
          	
          	Adrian:
          	
          	I walked into first period which was my World History class with Mr. Boggs. He was the short, frumpy teacher that turned sensitive because his wife left him for some sort of Swedish model. It was the talk of the school at the end of last school year. Teachers just don't know how to keep gossip hushed through the hallways of North Lakeview.
          	
          	In a way I felt bad for the guy. I'm pretty sure he was the pretty hot back in the day but then heredity shit caught up with him and caused him to get that shiny bald spot on the top of his head. Then due to the stress of balding he ate to fill the void. Earning him a nice gut underneath his mustard yellow and red plaid shirt. What was he thinking when he put that shirt on this morning? It was actually making me hungry.
          	
          	"Ms. Pike!" I jumped in my seat a bit and saw the class looking right at me. I wasn't that bad looking! Of course I had some insecurities about myself but that didn't give them the right to just stare just because I got called out in class. At least be inconspicuous about the starin-
          	
          	"Ms. Pike!" Mr. Boggs screeched much louder causing the flab under his chin to vibrate. I quickly bit down on my bottom lip to hold in my laughter. The resemblance of Mr. Boggs and a frog was to uncanny! "Are you going to zone out again?"
          	
          	That's right! I wasn't paying attention in class. Like always. He was just talking about a war about whatever this class period. There were so many wars in history I just can't keep up anymore.
          	
          	"Ms. Pike do you know who was in the Civil War," Mr. Boggs asked me. If only I could just wipe the smirk off his face right now. Now I was going to embarrass myself because I didn't know the answer. "We're waiting..." And I don't give a damn. 
          	
          	Why was there even wars today anyways? Isn't that the job of pageant girls? Aren't they supposed to demand wo..." http://wattpad.com/story/6847773

thewriterr

"Holla! Holla! Holla!
          
          Next Chapter :D !!
          
          Good Readingssss!
          
          CHAPTER TWO:
          
          Adrian:
          
          I walked into first period which was my World History class with Mr. Boggs. He was the short, frumpy teacher that turned sensitive because his wife left him for some sort of Swedish model. It was the talk of the school at the end of last school year. Teachers just don't know how to keep gossip hushed through the hallways of North Lakeview.
          
          In a way I felt bad for the guy. I'm pretty sure he was the pretty hot back in the day but then heredity shit caught up with him and caused him to get that shiny bald spot on the top of his head. Then due to the stress of balding he ate to fill the void. Earning him a nice gut underneath his mustard yellow and red plaid shirt. What was he thinking when he put that shirt on this morning? It was actually making me hungry.
          
          "Ms. Pike!" I jumped in my seat a bit and saw the class looking right at me. I wasn't that bad looking! Of course I had some insecurities about myself but that didn't give them the right to just stare just because I got called out in class. At least be inconspicuous about the starin-
          
          "Ms. Pike!" Mr. Boggs screeched much louder causing the flab under his chin to vibrate. I quickly bit down on my bottom lip to hold in my laughter. The resemblance of Mr. Boggs and a frog was to uncanny! "Are you going to zone out again?"
          
          That's right! I wasn't paying attention in class. Like always. He was just talking about a war about whatever this class period. There were so many wars in history I just can't keep up anymore.
          
          "Ms. Pike do you know who was in the Civil War," Mr. Boggs asked me. If only I could just wipe the smirk off his face right now. Now I was going to embarrass myself because I didn't know the answer. "We're waiting..." And I don't give a damn. 
          
          Why was there even wars today anyways? Isn't that the job of pageant girls? Aren't they supposed to demand wo..." http://wattpad.com/story/6847773