Katie's P.O.V...

"Are you ready yet?" Amanda yelled into the phone.

I covered my ears so my best friends voice wouldn't damage my ear drums, "Stop yelling. I'll be ready in ten minutes."

I hung up the phone and quickly grabbed my eyeliner. I went into my bathroom and applied the liner all around my big brown eyes. I took a deep breath and fixed my pin-straight hair.

I herd the doorbell rang. I grabbed my school bag and headed down the star case. The doorbell rang again and I smiled, "Im coming Mandy, im coming!"

I opened the door and gave her a hug, "impatient much."

"Do you ever wear anything else?" She asked looking down at my emo outfit.

I shook my head, "Besides skinny jeans? Nope."

She laughed and we made our way to her car. I opened the door to her flashy BMW and got in. The seats were cold. I was glad. It was a very hot day.

"Are you excited? Its our junior year!" Mandy looked at me and smiled.

I shrugged, "I guess."

Now she was frowning, "come on! We get all the cool teachers. We get lunch outside. Plus we get classes with the hot seniors!"

Despite my nervous mood, I laughed, "All you care about is boys."

"Yup," Mandy said, smile growing.

She pulled into the parking lot and she got out first. I watched her walk past a group of boys who all waved to her. She just laughed and continued on her marry way. I smiled, kinda, and got out. One thing I didn't like about Mandy was that she only thought about herself. She never waited for me and when she would like a guy, nothing would stand in the way of her getting him. She was very popular. I put up the hood on my striped jacket and walked with my head down past the same group of boys. No one looked at me until I passed, then they laughed. I sighed, heavily, and walked at a brisk pace into the now open doors. I looked at the signs in the main hallway;

Juniors Last name A-C: Mr. Pike

I rolled my eyes. I remembered him. He was grumpy, old and saggy. I memorized the room number and made my way up the stairs. I had to push my way through the crowded hallway. I hated that there was such a large crowd always in the halls. Someone bumped my side and said, 'faggot' but I ignored them and kept walking. I was used to it by now. I looked around. I was a junior and I still didn't know my way around the fucking school. I frowned and after about five more minutes of going around in a circle I finally found the classroom, but of course.... I was late. I hurried into the classroom and tried to go in unnoticed.

I herd a dreamy voice flow through my ears, "Thank you for joining us."

At this point I was almost in my seat, hood down, not looking up. I sighed flipping back my hood and staring at the most gorgeous teacher on the planet