Heh sorry for not uploading for 12 days. But it's the end of October and something scary is coming up. THE ELECTION. Literally I was in Texas for 4 days and you could drive 5 minutes and see a Trump/Pence sign.

After I walk out of the lab I was stopped by Shelby. She seemed very happy to see me. "What class do you have next?" She asked me. Before I could answer someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Ross. "Bye Mrs. Popular." He caresses my face slightly and walked away. Why are they like that? And why does it piss me off? "Ceramics." I answer her. "No way. Me too." She led me to the class and we walk in. There were four long tables with chairs attached. They looked like lunch tables. I'm pretty sure they were lunch tables. I sat across from Shelby. Barney walked through the door last and the only seat left was next to me. He sat there while others started messing around. I get it. No one wants to sit next to the new girl. Well there's Shelby. This was so much different from my last school. Barney leaned over to tell me something. "Someone tolds me thats American girls are pretty. I guess theys were wrongs." Oh, that made me pissed. I hit him back, "someone told me guys were idiots and immature. They were right about that one." I look back to Shelby and continue talking to her until the teacher started. "Hi, I'm Ms. Dunn. I'm going to be pretty straight forward with you during the rest of the school year. Here's the syllabus. Just read it over for about 15 minutes then we'll start." "So basically just do nothing?" I question. Only the hardcore art freaks actually read it. "I can't even read." Shelby answered. I only nodded. Seriously how did she get through high school?