Ha. That's not the reaction I usually get. Most people start fangirling over them and me, but then just call me a lying slut and shove me into the locker. The usual.
What's your name anyways? Ooh. Tell me about you. Where'd you move here from? Really? Nice.
Ugh I don't feel like going to class. Maybe I'll ditch. But then dad'll get mad at me. Dammit.
Whelp, it was nice meetin ya. I hope you don't end up regretting it. Most people do. Just saying.
Hey kid, wanna come over later? You can meet them if you want. Yeah? Coolio. I'll wait for you out front. I'll pay your bus fare too. Nah. Its cool. I got it. You owe me though.
See you around newbie.
YOU ARE READING
Tally
Historical Fiction1,2,3,4 maybe just a few more 5,6,7,8 some across some straight 9,10,11,12 put my bottle back on the shelf 12,11,10,9 get a little sleep tonight 8,7,6,5 that is, if I'm still alive 4,3,2,1 dream of the times when I could have fun