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Popsicle By tybreunna Updated Jun 21, 2016

I push past the freshman students that stood in the hallway of Central High as the late bell rung over my head. It was more crowded than usual since a fight just eneded and everyone was hype watching the videos that they recorded. 

I'm a junior but in order to get to my class I had to walk through the Freshmen academy. 

Freshmen at this school were bad as hell. They tried entirely too hard to be like some of the upper class students. 

"Excuse you , Damn" A girl who looked to be 14 or 15 said rolling her eyes as I accidentally bumped into her. 

I ignored her and continued my trek to class. I slipped a piece of my hair behind my ear as I turned the last corner. I sped walked down the halway that led to my classroom.

As soon as I approached the open door it shut in my face. 

I sighed already knowing the drill. 

"Do you have a pass Ms. Ewing?" Mr. Callow, my Spanish teacher said to me through the window of the door. 

"No. Do I ever have one?" I replied readjusting the books in my a...

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hxneyluv hxneyluv Oct 10, 2017
shutupimreading10 shutupimreading10 Jun 12, 2017
I don't really get in trouble. Well not enough to get the principal involved
PettyZenny PettyZenny Aug 22, 2017
I dont careeeeee. YOU AIN'T BRYSON. SOOOO I DONT GIVE 2 FUCKKKKSSSS 😐😐😐😐✌🏾✌🏾✌🏾✌🏾✌🏾✌🏾
jays_wonderland jays_wonderland Jul 03, 2017
Nah we would be fighting, announce it to "YALL BOUT TO SEE ANOTHER FIGHT"
PettyZenny PettyZenny Aug 22, 2017
Listen. Is yo name bryson? No? Oh okay. Stay in yo lane.😐😐😐😐
Hoevante Hoevante Aug 25, 2017
I can relate asf be sitting there lonely asf reading wattpad