I'm Not One of Those Silly Fan Girls

Chapter Seven

The week zoomed by at light speed. Audrey actually did move up to the next level in all of her dance classes. Kudos to her. She deseves it.

She would ignore me in science everyday. It's Friday now and she won't even ask me for a pencil anymore. Now, she always goes up to our teacher with her low cut top and short skirt and asks him.

"This better not become a regular thing" he would say as he hesitates on giving it to her but he hands her the pencil anyway. I snickered.

Then all she would do is that slutty smirk. And from the back of the room I whisper to myself, "Girl, calm your whore moans." (Author's note: hahaha! see what I did there? No? Okay.) I think the guy next to me named Bryan heard me. I smiled but then I realized how awkward that moment was because he's one of the many boys that are falling for Audrey's looks.

I sighed. I remember when Audrey and I were the biggest dorks together. But then she started hanging out with my sister and now she's like a different person at times. I shouldn't think negative thoughts, though. It stresses me out. And I don't know about you but, I want to enjoy my last day of school before Winter Break.

I looked over at Audrey whom is still by "Mr. Sexy". But then I see the boys in the front of the class trying to hold in their laughter. I was puzzled until I saw what they're seeing. It made my day.

"Granny Panties". Well, I guess she had to find a way to keep warm in that skirt. Maybe she has "summertime syndrome". It's when you wear summer appropiate clothes even when it's the middle of December. Even though we live in Southern California, it's still pretty cold here. I mean, I'm wearing scarves now.

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I'm glad we get out of school early today. I hope my mom got those tickets already. I should ask her how she knows his mom. It's pretty crazy.

I walked down the stairs of the building and went to my locker. I'm glad I don't have to go to a different building after my first class just to get to my locker.

I love having my locker right next to my best friend. But, sometimes it's hard to appreciate that when your sister hangs out right next to it also and they leave you out of conversations.

I walked toward my locker and hear Audrey and Chelsea's distinct laughter, "hey guys, what's cracking," I asked as I was entering the combination to my locker.

"H-hi, D-daisy," What's so funny? I haven't seen her laugh this hard since last year. Her face is like a cherry and she looks like she can't even breathe. I feel like I need to give her an inhaler or something, "your sister is one of the funniest people I know."

"Well, it's hard being so hot and hilarious 24/7," my sister replied confidently.

I rolled my eyes. I've heard her say that about a billion times, "what were you guys talking about," I asked feeling a little bit left out of the fun.

"Oh nothing, part of it is an inside joke; you wouldn't understand."

"I wanna know..."

"Maybe a different time, 'kay?"

I think I died a little inside. You have no idea how much I hate them when they leave me out of things ike this.

I quickly took my textbook out of my locker, closed it, and stormed away. I need to talk to Will, I want him to know that I want Chelsea to back off.

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You know what's funny? I was going to Quizilla to copy and paste this on to Wattpad and I realized that I skipped chapter seven. I named this one chapter eight on there. BLAH I'm stupid. I hate moments like this. People are going to think I'm retarded now and I don't know now to count. But maybe I'm just scared of the number seven. I mean, seven ate nine.... HURHUR. UH.... NO. 

Feedback? I know this story is really crappy, but it gets good. I'm on chapter 40 on Quizilla... I don't know if I want to post the story on here though. HELP!