I get out of the car, making sure i have everything. My jacket , bookbag , papers , i'm all ready. i step away from the car telling my mom i love her and for her to have a good day. Walking away , i spot my friends. I run to them , hopping to talk about anything that's on out mind. We walk into school my day seem's fine , until i figure where i am. On the 8th floor , in front of my blue locker, at a bad child's school. I give a silent sigh and open my locker. only 7:03 and trouble come's to me. the class clown , or as i call him , the " Idiot " come's to mess with me. i always have an habit of opening my locker all the and his locker is next to mine. so my locker blocks his. He starts ranting to me about hoe i do this everyday , but sadly i don't care.
I grab my stuff and walk away with a tired look on my eye. I try to pay a visit to my friends one more time until my bi-polar math teacher tells me to " Get to my homeroom ". only 7:15 am and i wanna go home. Tired as can be i walk into my homeroom and lay my head down on the desk. Then my weird friend and my normal friend comes and sits with me.But my weird friend always yell and ehh my normal friend is ok. The first bell of the day finally ring's and i race out of the classroom , and wanting to go to the first class of the day which is called " Skinny ". Which i find very much ridiculous due to the fact half of the school is obese.
I walk into my skinny. everyone has different skinny's . Some good , Some bad. I happly go to a good skinny , which is called B.P.A. I walk into the classroo
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