Monday morning:
I walk into Eastwood High, ready to learn or whatever.
Yeah right.
Learn?
Oh please.
I go to school to get in trouble and get detention every two minutes or less.
Once I'm inside, every student in this school begins to surround me and they all gasp.
Do I have something in my face?
Oh no.
"Excuse me losers," I say as I push passed them.
I see this girl that I know from math class; I copy her homework like all the time.
Her name is ..er.. Jessica?
She approaches me so quickly, it makes me jump a little.
"You have competition," she says, smirking and her eyes wide.
Competition? I didn't enter a spelling bee. Joke.
"Competition about what?" I arch my eyebrow at her, in confusion.
"You aren't the bad girl anymore," she says and I laugh.
"Who said I was a bad girl?" I cross my arms.
"Everyone," she says as she widens her eyes again, "but there is someone else now."
"There's another girl trying to be bad?" I laugh and she shakes her head.
"Not a girl," she shakes her head some more, "it's a guy."
"Bad boy?" Now I'm really confused.
"You need to watch out," she says before she runs off. I stare at her run then turn back and see everyone in a big crowd.
Girls, blushing. Boys, worried.
What the hell is going on?
I walk over to the crowd and I'm able to push through everyone. Then I see who's in the middle of all of this.
Him.
03.17.24 (I didn't edit much on this one)