I felt myself being shared. I opened my eyes to beve.
" yes beve" me
" come on we're gunna be late to school, and I'm still needing to past the drivers test so.....you need to drive and mom and dad already left....so GET UP" beve
" ok" me
I jumped up and went to my closet beve left and went down stairs. I had asked her if she could just get me a gonala. I picked out my out fit. Put it on, then brushed my hair, put it in a ponytail and put on my glasses. I have contacts I just choose not to wear them. I went down stairs. When I was done my gonala. I grabbed my bag. Beve then said,
" forgetting something" beve. She was holding my puffer. I walked over and grabbed it. The I opened the door for her. She got in and I closed it. Then Carlos came running out the door, and got in the back. IDIOT!! I got int he drivers seat and drove. When we arrived at school, we got out. My sister did what she would do, she walked over to what seems to be the POPULARS. Because the boys are hot, and the girls have cheerleading uniforms on. Classic beve. Me and Carlos walked in the front doors and headed to the office. We got our stuff. We were locker nabours. And we had subjects,
French, math, English, study hall, and gym together. But he didn't take my prodigy courses, that they offer. Which is music, drama, and visual arts. He was taking Spanish, and Wanting to take extra gym, high like stunts and that crap. When we put are stuff in our locker and grabbed the stuff we needed. We headed to English. We got in and no one was there yet. We just sat in the middle. We talked about what we were planning for this year, when the bell rang. We waited 2 min and students started coming in. I saw beve, she was with 2 cheerleader. She came over to me, and sat beside me, with the cheerleader behind and in front of her. She may be popular but she has always loved me, and I always love her. She was wearing a cheerleader uniform already. It's only been 10 minutes.
The teacher came in and introduced himself. Then started explaining what will be happening thru the year. Then the door flung open. And in came a boy that was problem 6'8. Tall brown hair, and eyes. And probably with a 8 pack. Carlos has a 6 but what ever, he's gay. The teacher seem to know him.....but couldn't face him. Then the boy sat down behind me. And the teacher continued his lesson.
That was really strange.