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    Living My Life – (Chapter: School)

     

       Ugh. morning, the worst part of  the day. I get up, take a quick shower, throw on some black skinny jeans and a band tee. Mom’s not home, probably out with her new boytoy. I grab some coffee and then i’m off to another glorious day at King High…yeah right.

    I pull up to king in my black 2007 Mustang GT, a birthday present from daddy. A few minutes later Aiden rolls up in the same car, except his is silver, also a birthday present from my dad. Both of our cars were customized by Aiden’s uncle Tom. I get out and talk to Aiden as we make our way to the quad.

    "Hey Aid, what happened last night you were supposed to call me."

    "Sorry babe, me and Jason got a little naughty last night" One word: Ew

    I made a disgusted face and say "Okay 1. I did NOT need to know that and 2. Who the hell is Jason, I thought you were dating Chaz" I ask confused

    Aiden looks dissapointed"Oh Spency-Poo, you have got to keep up, Chaz is SO last week"

    "Well sorry I can’t- Oh sorry" I say as I bump into someone.

    "Watch it dyke" Oh joy, it’s Ashley and the rest of the cheerbitches, here to brighten my oh-so dull day

    "Chill, I said sorry alright"I say clearly annoyed

    "Well don’t let it happen again, or else" Is that a threat?

    "Or else what? You’ll hit me with your pom-poms of doom?" I say and I hear Aiden snicker

    "Whatever" She says as she walks away, I gotta admit, she may be a bitch, but she sure is one hot bitch. Aiden catches me staring and starts to laugh

    "What, can’t a girl appreciate hotness" I ask and he just continues laughing

    We finally reach the quad and I feel like ten pairs of eyes on me…like I said…creepy. We reach our table which has the other two members of our band, Cory the bassist and Madison, our badass drummer. Aiden is the guitarist.

    "Hey guys" I say as I sit down

    "Sup" Cory and Madison both say in unison

    "We still on for practice after school"Aiden asks and they both nod.

    "Alright, we’ll drive to my house, nobody’s ever there so we won’t get any crap for being to loud" I say

    "Cool" The bell ring and I make my way to english slowly. Theres the bell again and I’m late again…oh well.

    I open the door and all eyes fall on me. "Ms. Carlin, how nice of you to join us" Mrs. Evans is the only teacher in this school I can actually tolerate.

    "I’m glad to grace you all with my presence" She just laughs.

    "Take your seat Ms. Carlin" I make my way to me seat and notice a red-head checking me out, I send a wink in her direction and I recieve a blush in mine. Mrs. Evans stars speaking again

    "Alright class, we’ll be be working ona special project"Great" You will be paired in twos and you and your partner will do a report on each others lives" Ohhh, this should be BIG FUN "Alright, lets see we, have Anderson and Baker, Carlin and Davies, Davidson and Johnson" Am I deaf or did she just say Carlin and Davies. I look over to Ashley and all she does is roll her eyes. Yep I heard right. This day just keeps getting better and better.

    After Class I catch Ashley and hand her a piece on paper with my address on it and say "Be there after school" and I leave before she can say anything. This is going to be a long day.

    hope it didn’t suck. Comments?

    they make me happy

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