I started walking home immediately. I fucking hate school.
"Hey, wait up!" A voice yelled out.
I turned around.
"What do you want?" I snapped.
"I-I'm s-sorry. Y-you d-dropped t-this." The girl stuttered, showing me my pack of gum.
I felt a little bit guilty.
Keyword: little.
"Thanks." I grumbled.
"My name's Lea." She smiled.
"Nikki." I said.
"I know." She giggled.
"What's that suppose to mean." I became angry.
"News spread around fast. Definitely when you start fights and dent lockers." She said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Okay whatever." I walked away.
"Wait!" She yelled once again.
"What?" I asked becoming annoyed.
"Want to be my friend?" She asked.
"Your friend?" I questioned.
"Yeah." She confirmed.
A friend? Well....
"Okay." I said.
"Really? My first friend!" She squealed.
My eyes widened.
"One don't do that, and two ill see you at school tomorrow good bye." I said
"Sit with me at lunch?" She asked.
I shrugged my shoulders carelessly.
I guess I made a friend.
Yay.... Note my sarcasm.
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