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Michelle Pov~

I finally got to the bus on time and none of the boys were awake. I know I shouldn't lie to them about this, but in time I will tell them, before Jack kills me anyway. I got onto the bus and listen to some music on my iPod. I wasn't able to sleep last night so I took a nap.

My Chemical Romance music was blasting out of my headphones, then some one tapped me on the shoulder. I took off one of my earbuds and see the one and only, Jake Besean. "Do you mind if I sit here?" he asked grinning. I shook my head and scoot over. "Thanks, I didn't know you take the bus,"

I shrugged, "I didn't know you take the bus either," I responded. He grabbed one of my earbuds hanging.

"What are you listening to?" he asked as he put on the earbud. It was now playing, "The Black Parade" by MCR. "I love this band," he said humming the song. My eyes felt heavy and I leaned against his shoulder.

"Are you tired?" he asked. I nodded my head in response. He rubs my head, "Don't worry, I'll wake you up when we're at school." I closed my eyes and napped.

"Hey, wake up," someone was shaking my lightly. I rubbed my eyes and tried to get up, unfortunately my legs were still asleep and I almost fell until Jake caught me.

"Looks like I will be walking you to class to," he smirks.

I roll my eyes, "I'm fine," I managed to say as I try to get out of his reach.

"Or would you rather me carry you to class," he said in a low tone. I stood quiet and he helped me down the steps and onto campus. "Are you okay now?" he asked.

I nodded my head and he waved good-bye. I decided to go to my class early and sit down to my desk listening to music. I put my backpack on my side and I took out my mirror. I looked around my face and hair to see if any of my raven black hair, silver, gray eyes, or my pale-white skin and birthmark was showing.

Thankfully, it didn't show.

I sighed in relief and put the mirror back into my back pack. The contacts were killing me and the wig was itchy. Thank God we have a short day, the teachers are supposed to have a meeting with the counselors today. The bell rang and students came through the classroom door.

I sat quietly, putting away my iPod and headphones, until someone walked up to me. "Hey you!" she shouted in a whiny tone. I look up and it was Megan. "Get off of my seat," she commanded. I ignored her.

"Hey, are you deaf? Get out!" Another girl shouted. Everyone was quiet, listening to this quarrel.

"Get your own seat," I said, everyone ooohh'ed

She scoffed, "Do you know who I am?!" she yelled.

"Should I care? Or will that waste my time?" I leaned back on my chair.

"I am one of the smartest, richest, famous-"

"Loud-mouth, bossy pants, never-shuts-up, fake hair extension," I named every single thing about her.

Her face turns red, "You sick intolerant-"

"Hey tomato, get in your seat before the bell rings," I interrupted. She opened her mouth to protest, but the bell rang. The teacher came into the classroom and saw that she wasn't sitting at her desk.

"Sorry Ms. Anderson, I have to mark you tardy."

She grit her teeth and went to an empty desk. I grinned to myself as class started.

The teacher gave us a writing prompt to work on. We could chose to do it in groups or independent, I chose independent.

As I did my work, Megan showed up to my desk. "Look, I'm sorry I was mean to you. I was just jealous because you're the new girl," she faked a smile. "Do you want to work together and be friends?"

I stood still for a moment. I got my back pack and get out my phone. I took a picture of her, fake smiling. It was hilarious!
"What are you doing?" She asked trying to keep her composure.

I put away my phone. "I know that fake smile wouldn't last long, so I took a picture." I smirked.

Her smile turned to a angry frown. "See, told ya," I remarked. She huffed away and went back to her seat. "Is that a no for the 'working together thing'?" I asked. She didn't respond. "I guess not," I shrugged and went back to the assignment.

The bell rang and I turned in my prompt. I exited the class and went to my locker. I hear someone call out for me. "Hey!"

I turned around and saw Jake. I waved as I got my books for next class. "What's up?" He asked. I took out my phone and showed him the pic. He laughs, "You must have really upset her,"

I nodded smiling shyly. I closed my locker and we went to our next class.

Of coarse we had another assignment, but as a pair. "Wanna be partners?" He asked. I nodded and we decided to split the work. I was almost done with the other half, but Jake pokes me. "Hey, can you help me on this part, I don't know if I should do it about one subject or multiple," he asked, rubbing the end of his pencil on his head.

"Well, if you know the subject well enough to get a paragraph out of it, then I suggest that you do the one subject." I replied. He nods and continued his work. I was surprised, he plays around here and there, but focuses on school seriously.

I was done with my paragraph, so I started reading. A few minutes later, he finishes it and takes the papers. "I'm going to drop them off on the desk ok?" I nodded as I kept reading. He goes to the desk then comes back, he leans back in his chair looking at the ceiling. He then grabs a pencil and starts poking me with it.

I ignored him, he then poked me more. I slammed the book closed and looked over to him, "What," I answered.
He smirked, "Bored." He replied, still poking me.

This is going to be fun

Hey guys, sorry for not updating. Good news: Summers coming! So I will be updating more often.

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