Art?

Zoe

 I look face as he talks to that tasteless girl, Madison. Maybe I should dye my hair black and read horrible poetry too, I mean what does he see in her? I'm better in every way, my blonde hair is always in a neat high bun, instead of sticking out in every direction, I never wear as much makeup as she does, only a little mascara and I don't have any piercings like that horrible septum piercing she does.

I mean, I've never spoken to him but I could probably win his heart the second he hears my voice. I've been told its like a song, soft and musical.

I look into my locker, find my History book and double check my lipstick looks good before I close my locker.

I look back over and see Jaime and Madison are gone and so is the rest of the hall. I silently scream and stomp my heel, the final bell must have rung!

Well, I can always stare at Casey in Art.