BANG BANG BANG! My eyes opened wide, my mouth stayed silent, and my books fell to the floor.
“Now, if you would care to stay awake for the rest of the lesson, Ms. Elizabeth Caldwell, you might pass the quiz you have to take.” it's always me who gets caught for this kind of stuff! That's what I get for having a perfect brother!
“Yes Mrs. Haggens.” I muttered. I leaned over and picked up my already broken algebra book off the floor. I swear, if I have to spend one more minute in this class, I am going to go insane. BRING BRING. Everyone rushed out of the classroom. As I made my way into the hall, I looked around for my best and only friend, Miranda. Now don’t go thinking I’m some loser wannabe now. I am friends with mostly everyone at our school, but Miranda Plankins is the only person in the world I can tell everything to, well, her and my pet rat Wimsy. I couldn’t find her, so I just figured she chose to stay at home again because she didn’t feel like taking the pop quiz we had in English.
I was rounding the corner when, BAM! I ran into the hottest guy at Skealy High School. Carter Michaelson. Dang, he is bringing sexy back! Not one part of him wasn't amazing: his perfect chocolate brown hair, green as grass eyes, and skin the color of caramel. Every girl at this school wanted him. Myself included.
“Sorry," he said. "I didn’t see you there.” Gah, even his voice sounded sweet.
“It’s okay,” I said, “but I’ll get you back!” He gave me that perfect white smile that came with his unforgettable laught and walked away. I was mesmerized. I was totally submerged in Carter shock until I heard a gut wrenching scream coming from the girls bathroom. I turned and saw Miranda running and shrieking like a prissy girl who just got pushed in mud. I made my way over to her and grabbed her by her bony shoulders.
“What is going on?”
“Well, I went to put on my makeup, and when I opened my Urban Decay pallet, all the colors were broke! What the hell am I going to do now? That thing was fifty bucks! You know how long it took to come up with that money. Like three…….”
“First of all, shut up, don’t cuss, and calm down,” I said. It is so like her to make a major freak out over something stupid. “Secondly, why are you putting on your makeup at school? Didn’t you fix your face at home?”
“Well of course I did,” she replied, “but it was raining and it came off, so I had to do it again. Gah, I really got to get you some makeup. You need concealer, foundation, eye shadow, mas……”
“Shut up girl! Now go back in there and fix your running mascara before the bell rings.” Then I watched my chaotically awesome best friend run back to the place of smelly toilets and dirty sinks.
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