HELLO EVERYBODY!
Sorry, I just feel the need to make my presence known, as I am a bit hyper writing this. I think it was the Diet Coke.
Here's the next chapter for you peeps.
I don't own anything, S.M does, but I own a pair of feet.
Chapter 7: Oh great, I've always wanted a dog!
You can't knock 'em out,
You can't walk away,
Try desperately to think of the politest way to say,
Just get out my face
(Lilly Allen- Knock 'em out)
I woke up this morning with a booming headache. I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but no, I wasn't allowed.
"Get up, Kim. Today is a school day".
Oh great. My mother is in the room. It seems that the last time I tried to blindly try and turn off my alarm clock, I knocked it off my bedside table, and it smashed. Oh well. At least it was gone.
Suddenly, a bright light filtered through my closed eyelids. This was the technique my mother used to get me out of bed. She opened the curtains to let the sun in.
"Alright, alright, I'm up!"
I had wanted to look extra special today for Jared. JARED! He said he would speak to me today! I felt last night's embarrassing smile rip my face in half. I couldn't believe my luck.
I dressed in a casual, but classy outfit for school. A pink polo shirt and a pair of jeans.
I ate quickly, and set off for school, pulling my hair up into a high ponytail as I went.
I was a few minutes late as I arrived for registration, as I had to turn around at one point to get my schoolbag I had left at home.
Jared was sitting in the corner of the room, with Paul, his best friend. It seemed that Paul was trying to tell him something. Wow, you could really notice the difference in their height now. Paul seemed very small and scrawny compared to Jared. And to think, he had always been the most bulked up of the boys.
As I approached them, Jared's once sombre face immediately lit up as I came into view. Just like turning on the lights of a Christmas tree.
"Hey Kim" he said enthusiastically. "Err, bye Paul, I guess I'll talk to you later."
Paul was mumbling something to himself under his breath as he walked away, but it was too low for me to hear.
"Err, hi Jared". Did he really just blow his best friend off so he could talk to me? I felt flattered, but concerned.
"So, what lessons have you got today?"
"Period one, Physics, period two, English, period three, calculus, period four, History, period five, Art, and finally period six, Spanish."
"Oh, so we're not in any of the same classes together apart from History" he said, disheartedley.
Tell me about it. I'd been annoyed about my timetable not mixing with Jared's when I first got it.
"Well, at least I can walk you to lessons!" He seemed more cheery about this.
Oh dear, it seems I have a follower.
Thanks for reading. I hope it is ok, and that I got across Jared's enthusiasm. I'm not really sure whether Jared phased before or after Paul, so I wrote before. I'll write as soon as I can.
Bye!
