Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters and yeah…wish I did lol…
This is my first fanfic so tell me what you think…
Claire's blonde hair whipped her face as she ran through Octavian Country Day School, her books and folders nearly slipping from her hands.
"Crap I'm late" she muttered to herself as she dashed along the empty halls, her footsteps echoing off the walls. Finally, she arrived to her first class of the day, history. As silently as she could, she pulled the door open. She walked in to the classroom as twenty faces turned her way.
"Well thank you for joining us Claire," Mr. Smith said sternly.
"Um…." She stuttered, "I'm sorry…" she said, trying desperately to think up a believable excuse for her lateness. She quickly walked to her desk, feeling her teacher's penetrating stare at her back. She sank down into her desk, letting out a sigh of relief as the Mr. Smith continued his lecture about the United States government. Claire doodled hearts and swirls page she was supposed to be taking notes on.
Finally the bell rang, signaling the end of the period, pulling her out of her daydream. She gathered her books and dashed out of the classroom.
"Thank god" she murmured as she dashed through the halls, eager to meet up with Massie, Alicia, and Dylan at the café and be on time for her next class.
After stopping at her locker, she arrived at the café three minutes earlier than they had agreed, and leaned against the wall, looking at all the different people and waiting patiently for them to come. All of a sudden, she heard a shout and turned her head, to find her other BFF, Layne Abeley running towards her.
"Oh my gawd hey!" Layne shouted as she arrived at Claire's side.
"Hey, haven't seen you in a while" Claire responded with a smile.
"I know, it seriously sucks how we have no classes together," Layne pouted
"We seriously gotta get together sometime!" Layne suddenly suggested eagerly.
"Yeah that's sounds kewl…" Claire said hesitatingly.
"Well I'm meeting Massie and everyone here, so you better go." Claire said, looking about distractedly, knowing how much Layne disapproved of her newfound BFF's, because not only were they the most popular (and not to mention rich) girls in the school, but they were always on Layne's case about her style, about her different colored nails, and crazy clashing clothing ideas.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." Layne agreed, and she rushed off without saying goodbye.
Oh well, Claire thought to her self as she watched Layne's brunette head bob into the crowded hallway.
They should be here any minute…she assured herself as she scanned the crowd.
She'll be back…I hope she thought as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, while checking her watch.
...but if they don't come soon…I'm gonna have to leave…what's taking them so looong?