"I still can't believe you did that to Shane," Brooklyn blabbered, following my every step towards my next class. "While I was in the bathroom! How dare you do that while I was in the fucking bathroom?!"
I roll my eyes and look in a different direction where the room numbers were at. "It wasn't my fault you were too busy admiring yourself in the mirror, you vain bitch." I shrugged, punching her arm.
Meet Brooklyn Mayers, my only best friend that hasn't bitched out on me since we were in preschool. How we met was a pretty interesting story - you see, even way back when I was seven, I'm already a stubborn brat. It all started when the teacher told us to pass the box of crayons around and pick the maximum of five colors to use for our coloring project. Brooklyn was just seated beside me, she was carefully scanning the crayons inside the box and picking her favorite colors one by one. I caught her reaching out for the last purple crayon and purple was my favorite colour back then. Guess what I did? I gave out a violent response without her even understanding why I did that in the first place.
We actually had a messy fight - I got home with my hair all tangled and my lips were slightly bleeding. But I was positive Brooklyn came home looking worse than me. Yep, we fought over a stupid purple crayon. But hey, we both ended up as best friends in the next eleven years, who would've thought?
"I am not vain." she protested stomping her left foot on the ground. Why is she my best friend again? Oh yeah, the purple crayon.
"Says the vain one who stares at herself in the mirror for hours."
Brooklyn took a deep breath in a sign of defeat. "Whatever Skyler, I'm heading to my next class." A small smirk was slowly forming in my face. "Well surprise surprise. Someone's quite excited to go to class early today, yeah?"
"Mhm, how about you shut the fuck up, yeah?" she rolled her eyes and strolled away.
My last class for today is English, I can finally get out of hell in a few minutes
"Turn your books page seventy - eight and read the whole chapter fourteen for an exam tomorrow. I'll just be heading to the office to get some papers." our English teacher, Mr. Lawrence, announced before completely leaving the room.
Being me, I took out my iPhone from my sling bag and opened my favorite application with the famous blue bird logo. I began tweeting each of the boys even though I know they'll never notice me, never. I mean seriously, I don't have a fucking chance against these six million other Directioners trying to get noticed just like me.
XxSkylerxX: I'm in my English class right now and hella bored. Mind noticing me? @Louis_Tomlinson.x
After that, I plugged my white earphones in my iPhone and shoved it in both of my ears. I was practically ignoring the fact that I might actually fail and repeat this year if I don't get passing grades in the last remaining exam. But I honestly couldn't care less about it. I put my song playlist in shuffle mode and quickly went to my sleeping position. I cupped my hands around my forehead and rested my chin gently on my palm, closed my eyes, just patiently waited for music to begin booming inside my ears.
"I'm broken, do you hear me?
I'm blinded cause you are everything I see.
I'm dancing alone,
I'm praying that your heart will just turn around."
I took a quick glimpse of the people beside me. All of them were either talking, throwing papers around or sleeping. Some hoes in the corner of the room were making out too which made everything disturbing for me. Thankfully, in less than a minute, I dozed off to sleep and the next thing I knew, I found myself in a dream. More like a wonderland.
I was comfortably lying on the red couch, sitting beside a brown haired boy with blue eyes who was happily showing off his smiling amazing smile. "Open your mouth wide, Skyler," he said aiming the popcorn straight in my mouth. "Maybe this time we'll get it right."
I willingly followed his instruction and formed my mouth into a huge O shape. "I'm ready babe!"
Then before I could even take one last breath, he already began darting popcorns in my mouth. About four pieces of popcorn actually got inside my mouth. Wow.
He had this adorable smile plastered all over his face as he was staring at my lips. "Lou?" I asked, trying to get his attention back. My eyes widen as I realize what he was about to do.