~Mick~
"I want to die" Ashley says for the fifty time today. I sigh and agree with her. This chem test is going to kick my ass. I havent studied due to my extreme ADD and a houseful of noisy boys. I wish i could just live a normal life like her. She has it so easy. Her parents are still together, her family is well off, and she has beautiful skin. I on the other hand have no parents, live in an over crowded orphanage, and have oily skin and thick greasy hair. " clear your desks ank make sure that all electronics are put away!" Announced mr. Leith as he pulls me out of my head. Twenty mind blanking minutes later, the bell rings and i gather my stuff to leave. I rush out of the class trying to escape the worst of the hellish crowds in the hallways. I make it to art in one piece (thankfully). I take my seat next to izza, the designated emo kid if the school, and start a rough sketch of the vases in the middle of the table. I love this class for many reasons. One being that there is no talking allowd so i can slip into my thoughts and not be bothered by some insolent guy asking for notes. Because you obviously dont take notes in art... Duh!... Izza nudges me on the shoulder signaling me that the dismissal bell has rung and its time to leave. Packing up my attempts at art, i head for the exit. As im walking out, a new face catches my eye. Ive never seen her before. She looks absolutely beautiful, wearing a Black Sabbath t-shirt and tight black jeans. She notices me stating and gives me a funny look. Feeling my face go hot with embarrassment, i look away and start walking to the bus lot. I get on the old bus and take my seat at the very front. I put my earbuds in and turn the volume all the way up. I'll probably be deaf before im in my thirtys but i dont care because im not going to live that long anyways. I look up and see Black Sabbath girl get onto the bus and sit in a seat a few rows behind me. Im intrigued...
