Worst Saturday ever. Why did it just so happen to rain on the one day I have to go to school. Ugh. I can't believe that I got weekend school for a stupid prank on the headmaster. Okay, maybe it wasn't appropriate. All I did was write "I love Miss Hurnikle." on paper and paste it to his t-shirt. You gotta admit it was awesome. He is the worst person ever. He is always like no one said you could do that Miss Watkins. He drives me nuts. I can't wait to leave primary school my birthday is tomorrow and the last day is Monday! Yay! I can't wait to leave this dump. Uh-oh. I am going to be so late. Where the fuck is my black crop-top and jeans. "MOM! HAVE YOU SEE MY CROP-TOP, JEANS, AND BLACK VANS?" Moms know everything. "THEY ARE IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM!" OH. Duh, obviously. I am so stupid. I gotta go fast. Ok, here we go. I through on my simple outfit and run. I get to my class oh shit. Miss Hurnikle looks fuckin' pissed as shit. "What's got your knickers in a twist Miss Hurwinkle. I mean Hurnikle." Oh shit, she looks mean. "Open your books to page 394." By books, she means me and the cutie right next to me. He snickered when I 'accidentally' called her Hurwinkle. I mean everyone calls her it behind her back just never to her face. 'Till me. "Psst. what is your name." Miss Hurwinkle is out right now. "Thomas, Thomas Brown."
"Nice name. I am Sarah, Sarah Watkins."
"How'd you get here"
"All I did was write 'I love Miss Hurnikle.' on paper and paste it to his t-shirt. You gotta admit it was awesome. He is the worst person ever. He is always like no one said you could do that Miss Watkins. He drives me nuts."
"That sounds awesome."
"Thanks" Wait why the fuck is my face red. Why the fuck is his face red. How long has his face been red? I just hope we don't run into each other on Monday. RINGGGGGGG. "Welp bye." I flounce off. Flounce? Fuck my life. I don't flounce and I don't say welp. Ughhhhh! I can't wait to leave this hell hole. Bloody hell he is following me. Imma just pretend I didn't notice. Hesees me shit. Run!