Title- Do You Believe In Magic

Summary- Trish Learns what it's like when her back is up against the wall

A/N- OK I'm going to be straight up before I start this story although I'm not releasing any names all of these things have happened to me and I can't express enough how personal this is. But the way I left my feelings out is through my writing. Trish is portraying Me, John is portraying the guy I like, Ashley and Stacy are my girlies and Candice and Torrie represent the evil whores I really don't like right now sorry no one on here is a whore so I hope you enjoy

Trish smiled as she walked into her school, she was now a senior and was excited to be getting out of this school. She looked down she was wearing a denim mini skirt and a pink T-shirt that said I'm Not Opinionated I'm just always Right and was wearing Pink and White Air Forces. She wanted to make an impact this year, for the last 2 years in this shitty school she was portrayed as a bitch and a goody goody but this year was different this year it was all about making an impact.

As she walked up the stairs towards the classroom she walked in to find her two bets friends in the world Stacy and Ashley, she smiled at them and walked to sit down.

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John walked up the same stairs that Trish had just climbed but although he didn't know the girl in the pink shirt and the blue skirt would be the most confusing thing in his mind. Randy walked next to his friend

"Dude hello John...JOHN...JOHN SNAP OUT OF IT MAN WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU" Randy said as he smacked John on his head. John snapped out of his daydream and look towards Randy " What up"He said it soft and with no emotion. When they got to the top floor they were standing in front of John's new classroom "I can't believe they changed your class again"Randy said as he took a piece of gum from John. John smiled but looked away he seemed to be distracted but remained silent.

"Look man I gotta go text me if you got problems"Randy continued since John wasn't answering

"All right man I'll talk to you later" John said as he watched Randy walk away. He stood in front of the door, Randy was gone and John was the only one left in the long hallway. John sighed look side to side and kissed the cross around his neck "here goes nothing" John said to himself as he walked into the classroom. John looked around as he walked inside the classroom. "Umm ok this doesn't look so bad" John said to himself

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Trish sat next to Jillian Hall, she didn't really know Jillian but she didn't think they were best friends either. She sat doodling in her book while her teacher was reading some dumb announcements, Trish looked behind her to see Ashley drawing in her book while Stacy was across the room so she couldn't see her. There was silence in the room until the door opened and right as they stepped in the door she knew exactly who that was, Trish smiled when John walked into the room. When they were younger they took the yellow bus together and that bus was Trish's favorite part of school.

John walked up to the teacher and was taken back, everyone was looking at him and he knew some of them, girls like Kristal and Amy who he went to elementary school with but he also recognized the mama's boy Benjamin and his favorite blonde Trish. It had been 2 years since he had seen her and she looked great.. He remembered how tough and hard core Trish was, everyday on the bus they would wrestle and if you could handle a 3 on 1 when it was John, Randy and Shelton you could handle almost anything. He laughed at the memory, the teacher was still talking to him but didn't know what she was saying. John saw her point to the seat and walked towards it, with all the thoughts going through John's mind it was hard to concentrate but what he did hear was that the teach was going to change seats. He hoped that she put him in a table with Trish but the funny thing was Trish had hoped for the same exact thing.

A/n- hoped you like um I like criticism but please don't be so freiken mean or else I'll cry (wipes away tears)