"Oh! This my jam!" I shouted turning the volume up on my radio. I started tapping on the steering wheel, my head dancing along to the beat.
"I'm a barbie girl! In a barbie world!" I put a fist up and started pumping my fist. "Life as plastic! It's fantastic!"
I pulled into Westerson High's parking lot. I started mouthing the words to the rest of the song and pulled up into a spot.
I proceeded to wiggle in an attempt to dance to the song and undid my seatbelt. I looked up and saw two people headed my way. I panicked and changed the station.
"I don't fuck wit chu!" Blasted on the radio. I grabbed my bag from the passenger seat and took my keys out of the ignition.
I opened the door and climbed out of my car. I smiled at the two teens headed in my direction. "Hey Laura. Hey Ben."
Ben gripped my shoulder, "Did you hear that music playing?"
I gulped, "What music?"
Laura chimed in, "The music that was playing over there." She pointed to the car on my left. I turned my head and shrugged. "What music was it?"
Ben smirked and wiggled his eyebrows. "It was sex music, man." I coughed.
"Your definition of sex music are songs like Bumpy Ride and S&M. So it could've just been a normal song."
"No, Scott. It was Careless Whisper." Laura stated holding back laughter. As she said this a couple climbed out of a car. The girls hair was a mess and her clothes were wrinkled. The boy had a huge smile on his face. His face was a slight shade of red. His clothes were also a wrinkled mess.
Ben laughed, "Some people just can't help but get freaky in the morning."
Laura smiled, "Can't stop it. So why not join them?"
"Are you serious?" I asked, quirking up my eyebrow and moving towards the school steps. Laura and Ben followed.
"Only if you want me to be."
"You're ridiculous, Laura." I replied chuckling. I opened the door to the school and we made our way through the halls. I started swinging my car keys on my index finger. They flew off and landed at my feet. I bent down to pick it up.
"Damn," I heard Laura say, "Take a look at that ass Ben."
"I'm looking. I'm looking." He whistled and I stood up. I rolled my eyes at them and kept walking.
"Look at that thing jiggle, Laura. I swear to god, he must do some squats or something." He gave my butt a pat and I jumped. He ran past me and started walking backwards.
"Give me a call when you want to have a gay experience." He winked at me and ran off into the hall.
"I hope you're not about to do that Laura or I swear to god you'll regret it."
"Oh, how?" She asked. I knew she was testing me.
"Do you want an answer to that question?"
"I'll take my chances then!" She exclaimed giving my butt a light tap before heading off towards her class.
I groaned and turned towards my locker. They're so crazy. How did a person like me end up with friends like that?
I turned my dial and opened my locker. I opened my bag and grabbed my binder. I threw my bag in and closed my locker.
I headed down the hall and went to class. I sat down and put my headphones in. I played my music and looked out the window.
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/30206427-288-k733627.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
Wild Cards
HumorScott Mayfield is a normal teenage hormonal guy. With a few extra traits if that's what you'll call them. Lucas Bowing is know to be very calm. At least to other people's eyes she is. Little do they know that inside are bottled up feelings that she...