♡Too Cliché♡

01

"Mrs.Parkers!"

I snapped my head up and looked at the direction where my name was being called.

"Yes Mrs.Ronald" I say with a sigh, this teacher wont leave me alone, its getting annoying.

"How many times have I told you no sleeping in class!" Mrs.Ronald barked,

"Well what's the point of listening to all the bullshit that's coming out of your mouth, if I already know what your going to say." I reply with a smirk tugging at the side of my lips, I already aced all of my papers, what else does she want?

Everyone gasped, I never talk back to teachers, but today I wasn't feeling like myself anyway.

"Straight to the principles office NOW" Mrs.Ronald replied screeching in disbelief as she pointed to the door,

I gladly pushed all the desks that were in my way, and made my way to it.

"I hated History anyway" I screamed in a singing voice as I heard a big bang behind me, due to me slamming the door.

I smirked in satisfaction as I made my way through the long corridor.

I still can't believe they have elevators for only teachers to use, I think that's just evil .

Sometimes I think life's not fair.

What happened to freedom of elevation?

Cheese Whiz.

*Time skip*

In the office

"It's the first time seeing you in my office. Are you here to fetch the attendance?" Mily asked, the woman who sits at the front desk In the office , she's also known as the students affairs minister.

I heard the door open behind me "That would be me, she's in the office for -" I turned around and glared at the person who opened the door, to find myself face to face with Miranda aka Teachers Pet, after I gave her a full on glare she kept quiet.

Mily was just about to say something when 5 huge bodies came crashing through the door, resulting in a big bang.

Mily sighed in relief "I thought you guys weren't going to show up, I was just about to call Paul!"

"We sorta had to show up babe, Simon forced us to go to school here"
A deep husky voice said behind me making Mily blush when he said the word babe. Gross.

"And by here he means America, since we are all from Europe" another voice corrected,

I looked around to see, 5 good looking, actually REALLY good looking group of unfamiliar boys.

Miranda looked like she was going to faint, and ran out of the office.

"Whats up with her?" The guy with the curly brown hair asked as he held onto his laugh,

I smiled and sat down on the leather chair that was facing the boys and mumbled 'only god knows' a little too loudly.

All the boys couldn't stop laughing.

While I was awkwardly looking at how cute they all looked while laughing .

Wait what's wrong with me? I had nothing to do with boys and I never will.

I hope.