Chapter 6 *Surviving the bad boy*
The only thing I felt when Amanda said our first cheerleading practise is cancelled was relief. I was not looking forward to prancing around in a glittered sports bra , with my hair all sweaty and shaking my ass.
I hear the bell ring signalling its time for our next class, anything to get the hell away from art.
Today we had to sculpt something.. SLUPLT with real clay
Lets just say mine looked like a mix between an apes ass and and a bananna, weird mix but thats the truth or it looked like a Bananas ass. Oh well
I grabed my bag and scurried out of the classroom and started looking for Kelly, since she just got moved to my maths class with Miss.Maple
I bet shes jumping for joy because of how amazing that teacher is
Sarcasm right there...
“YO CHLO” dammit Kelly why the hell do you have to be so loud. Everyone in the hall and I mean everyone made sure to look at me before walking off to their next classes
You know whats really weird, all of yesterday people have been talking to me, not asking me to copy my algebra homework (I usually give that out because I know all the answers are wrong har har) but saying I looked nice?
Maybe someone drugged their morning tea or they are secretly making fun of me, I dont know but it made me feel like god
“Kelly” I groan, lacing my arm through hers and we started walking to the stupid maths room.
You know what Miss Maple is? Shes a meep
M-e-e-p – a meep is someone who talks about random crap that nobody cares about and shouldnt even be on the face of the earth. Im not saying she shouldnt be alive im not that mean but some on I think there should be a planet called meep where all the meeps meet and stay away from normal people
Stupid meeps...
“Chloe, wake up were at the classroom” Kelly nudged my shoulder and we walked in taking our seats.
I feel a chair move next to me and think its ether Blake or Kelly but its one of those detention jocks...
wait its the one I slapped.
I gave him a sticky sweet smile and a little queen wave then turn my head smirking at Kelly. She gives me a confused glance
Wait I didnt tell her about me slapping this jerk.
“Oi nerd” he whispers
“Oi, shut up before I knock one of you teeth out” I reply
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Surviving My Senior Year
Teen FictionShe's the girl none gives a second glace to when they pass in the hallways, Chloe Miller she's a wallflower and honestly she likes it. Its her last year of school and she couldn't be happier to leave this place. She plans to spend her last year play...
