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  The sun just had to shine so brightly on my desk now didn't it? At times like this, I really dislike sitting by the window. In the second to last row. At least I can see almost everyone clearly without struggling in doing so.
  Currently, it was History Class. Or better known, as useless information about the past the wouldn't ever be served as useful unfortunatly. It was just a shitty way to pass time. Or better known, eighth period. The last period of the day, my first day in the high school and apparently a Friday. God knows who or what motive made my beloved family move from New York. To California.
More importantly, it was in a suburban area.
A suburban area.

  Then again, it could be a lot worse if I was honest with myself. It could've been an entirely rural area with not a single club or shop in fifteen kilometers. Now that, would be hell on earth for me.

  Granted, I wasn't an angel but I wasn't really ever a loner. I always liked the spotlight being on me. But with a reasonable time limit. Not too much, not too little. It was a sort of trait.
  I never liked being in any sort of sport. I was mainly in the newspaper club and that's why mainly the popular crew liked to have me as a companion, since I would be proved as an important person to keep secrets under locks. Not to mention I had more blackmail material than your neighborhood gangster. Yeah, suck on that godfather.

  I lightly scratched the tip of my lead pencil onto the page in the red spiral notebook. My hand itched to write, to come up with new ideas. To put them on paper. To let everyone know about the different things happening in my head.
  Trailing my murky green orbs over to the window. Squinting my eyes a bit before looking away again and gazing over at the clock that was hung up above the door that led to the exit of this prison of sorts.
Within seconds of the thought, a shrill shriek of the bell rang through the halls of the high school.

  Quickly closing my books and pulling them up into my arms along with my small pencil case. Swinging my backpack up and over one shoulder. Making sure to know the homework due tomorrow before turning on my heel and walking out of the classroom. Dodging the students that we're walking the other way. Reaching my locker, I had placed my books into one of the shelves there and took my needed books, placing them into the bag that I placed on the floor.

"Tae!"

  A girl with red hair and pigtails rushed up to me, the same girl that showed me around the school hours ago. She was a sweetheart, though I knew behind those dusty blue orbs. Was an evil deed done right. Her name was Angelica, if I remember it well. A girl from Ireland who moved here because of the weather and, I quote, 'Hot dudes.'
Yeah, a slut in the making.

I hummed in recognition before grabbing my jacket, since it was the middle of fall and there was a chance to rain every corner you turned. "So, Me, Mathew and Katie are heading out to one of the local clubs since we're all seniors now and eighteen.. So.. I was wondering if you'd be up to dance with us in there?" She questioned before grinning a bit. Showing off her pearly whites in the meantime.

  I thought for a moment while fixing my beloved platinum blonde hair.
  I've met Matthew before and granted, he was hotter than hot. Steaming and most definitely part of the soccer team since I've seen him play it in PE. And damn, was he good.

  But I shook off the thought and closed my locker with a small smile. Gotta play nice. "Sure, sounds good to me. Where should I meet you three?" I asked before picking up my bag after zipping it up correctly. Not wanting any books to fall out. That would be a little too cliche.
  She smiled happily before jumping a bit for joy. "Yes!" She exclaimed before blushing a faint pink at her loudness. Which I chuckled at and shook my head slightly. "I'll text you later with the details. I have your number, catch you later!" She had waved before turning on her heel and waving back over at the other man.

  While she took off, I had released a deep breath before fixing my bag's strap and made my way out of the high school. Bringing the jacket closer to myself before starting to walk through the streets. Starting to walk back home for today, wondering if my beloved family was home yet.

And I hope that you sensed the sarcasm in that.

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