I groaned as my alarm went off, it is too early!!! I tried unsuccessfully to fall back asleep, but I knew I couldn't be late for school.
Sighing I drug my feet to the bathroom and did my daily routine. Satisfied that I looked as unattractive as physically possible I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs.
Mom gave my outfit a disapproving look and passed me a bowl of oatmeal. I ate it quickly, thanked mom and rushed to school.
Fear set in as the five minute warning bell went off, I just got here! Darting toward my locker I entered the combo as fast as I could.
Soon I was doing all my homework while the teacher tried to teach the lesson to the class of sleeping, confused, or otherwise occupied kids.
Suddenly a hush came over the class, intrigued I glanced at the distraction, a boy. He was hot! His black hair was the perfect length, it looked so soft, and I just wanted to run my hands through it. As I checked out the new guy I noticed he seemed familiar.
OH NO!!! He was the guy from the dance studio (I remembered =D) and soon the realization that he also went to Denver dawned on me. He knew, it is over, I am doomed!
"Class this is Derrick Thomson, you can sit wherever you like." the teacher said monotonously.
He nodded and flashed an award winning smile as he surveyed the room, scanning for a seat. All the girls were sighing or begging him to sit by them....pathetic.
While all the girls swooned at him I went back to my problem, but soon my mind started to wander off. I wasn’t really hiding myself because of boys, that is stupid am hiding because of my gymnastics, we were this schools rivals, and I was told I was the best on the team, if I was discovered hell would freeze over, then crack and break loose.
I sighed as I got my thoughts back on math, then they were interrupted when Derrick talked to me.
"Your the girl I saw at the dance studio aren’t you?" he said
"No, I don't dance." I replied changing my voice into that of a shy, nerdy girl.
He just looked at me for a while then spoke again. "Do I know you from somewhere?"
"No." I squeaked out and pretended to pay attention to the teacher.
When school was finally over I pulled out my phone.
1 new message:
Bree: So are we on for Operation Pollo Loco?
Me: SI, but this time no Flashing!
Bree: Aww, but that was fun!
Bree: fine you evil chipmunk! We shall commence operation Pollo loco at 4:00.
Me: ok, ill be there....... Evil Chipmunk???
Bree: yeah, you got a problem with that?
Me: *face palm*
Bree: see you soon!
I shook my head and packed my bag. I hurried out of the school avoiding Derrick at all costs.
I ran to my room and packed my stuff, leaving my school bag on my bed. Running downstairs I called to mom.
"Hey mom I'm going to Bee’s!"
"When will you get home?" she said walking out of the kitchen
"It is a Pollo loco." I said in a dead serious voice.
"' fine, be more careful this time!" she chided "I will see you later." she called as I walked out.
I waved to her and got in my Jetta and pulled out of the driveway and towards Bee’s, dreading the Pollo loco, and yet being excited as always.....only Bree.
Sorry for the shortness, but I wanted to get it out!