"Hey hey hey hey," Bella said, pinching my arm. I completely ignored her. Even if she was my school guide or whatever, that didn't mean I liked her. Oh well. Had to be polite.

"Yeeeeessssss?"

I turned my head to look at her, but she was hurriedly turning back around - I hadn't even noticed she'd turned around the first time - and looked at me with a glazed sort of look.

"Hello?" I waved my hand in front of her face. I'd learned in the past five minutes that she was very, very ditzy.

"Sorry, saw my crush." She hurriedly scurried to my left side, closer to the wall, and pulled me along.

A crush? Here? How? They're all pretty plain looking.

"Oh my god oh my god he's coming nearer," she whispered. I stared at her.

What is this? Am I a filler character in a Wattpad story about Bella and how she has a really big crush but can't even talk to him? Jesus Christ.

"Every girl likes him," she muttered. "Probably because he's the only good liking guy. Piece of reality right there."

Sure. Whatever you say, lady.

"Looookkk," she drooled.

I looked.

"Wait, where?"

"Get out of my way."

Some rude ass person shoved me away, and I stumbled. But I have really good balance, so of course, I managed to wobble back into place.

I stared in disbelief at the admittedly taller than me boy walking away.

"Um, hello?" I said loudly. My pulse was sort of pounding in my ears, something that happened when I was on the brink of outright yelling.

"Hey, I want an apology."

The guy turned around, and Bella squeaked, diving behind my back.

"For what?"

"Um, for PUSHING me?" I walked right up to him.

"No. Go away. Bye." He turned and walked away again.

"What a bitch. Fine then." I said this under my breath and turned around, scanning the hall for a teacher. I usually didn't "tattletale," but when I got irritated enough I did.

I spotted one, a nice looking teacher with a buzz cut head. I headed towards them hurriedly.

"Um, excuse me?" For some reason, I always had a little girly polite voice when I spoke to strangers. I tried to not do it, but it was impossible.

"Oh, hi, you're, new, right? What's, wrong?"

"That, guy, over, there, pushed, me, and I, asked, for an apology but I didn't get it." I pointed towards the Angelic Hinico Finico whatever his name was dude and the teacher nodded.

"I'll take care of it. Angelico?" He yelled.

Boyo turned around and saw me with the teacher. Things seemed to click in his one brain cell and he scowled, approaching us.

"Miss (insert whatever name you want here) told me you pushed her and gave no apology." The teacher gave Boyo a stern look. "So?"

"I did not push you," he said.

I glared at him. You sure as fuck did, I thought. "I want an apology."

"Angelico?" Teach stared at him.

Boyo gritted his teeth and said,"Sorry, (insert name here)."

I nodded and said,"Thank you."

Teach smiled and patted us hard on our backs. "No more problems, okay? Bella, come here and escort (insert name here) to her next class."

Bella had been drooling the whole time and snapped to attention, nodding. She yanked me away from Teach and Boyo, hurriedly rushing to our next class.

"That was so c-"

"Crappy."

Oke oke oke.

Hello mi fellow friends.

Um. So, there goes one cliche. "Bad boys". Then there was the bad writing habit,"the one who loves commas."

Anyways, I stopped eating pizza to type this so I'll get back to cliche number two: random/bad/crush/complete stranger boy climbs through window at night later. Byeeeeee!