High School Never Ends
Bowling for Soup
4 years you think for sure
That's all you've got to endure
All the total dicks
All the stuck up chicks
So superficial so immature
Then when you graduate you take a look around
And say 'Hey wait!'
This is the same as where I just came from
I thought it was over, aw that's great
The whole damn world is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed and who's having sex
Who's got the money and who's got the honeys?
Who's kinds cute and who's just a mess
And you still don't have the right look
And you still don't have the right friends
Nothing changed besides the faces the names and the trends.
Yawn…
Poke…
Poke…
Poke…
"Stop it Apollo." Artemis snapped at her brother who's head was flat down on the desk, poking her wrist boredly, while the teacher lectured. Artemis glared out of the corner of her eye at him and swatted his hand away with a flick of her wrist. Apollo pouted and sat up leaning back in his seat and starring at the ceiling while Artemis quickly scribbled down notes to the long lecture. Elizabeth was across from Artemis at the table doing the same as her, coughing once in a while from her sickness. Evan was across from Apollo giving the god an odd look as he listened to the teacher writing down a note once in a while. Some how he had learned to remember almost everything the teacher said, something about being someone who learns though long lectures. Salvatore had been forced to call Artemis early that morning by his mother because he had caught what Elizabeth had and was sick in bed with a stuffed up nose, a bad cough, and throwing up once in a while. He had been forced to ask if Artemis could get all the homework for him. I'm stressing the word forced.
The second the bell rang Apollo was up out of his seat and flash out the door books and binders under his arms. Artemis sighed at her brother's actions standing up also and joining Elizabeth at her side. Elizabeth sniffled and stuffed her tissues into her sweatshirt's pocket. Artemis smiled at her and pulled her towards the door, Evan going to catch up with a few other guys on the school's sports team.
"I feel like crap." Elizabeth muttered her voice cracking and coughing at the end of her sentence.
"I can tell." Artemis replied, dodging people as she guided Elizabeth around them.
"A bunch of kids are sick, it must be passing around the school." Elizabeth said stopping at the door to her classroom. "I'll see you later, what class you going to?"
"History." Artemis groaned. The class was getting worse and worse with that project she had to do, teamed up with Evan and Salvatore weren't bad, it was Tucker that got on her nerves. He stared and asked weird questions about her. Salvatore had told her that Tucker had asked him a few odd things like what her parent's names are, and what the school she last went too was. Salvatore of coarse could not answer them which only made Tucker more and more suspicious. It was just weird, and something that Artemis did not want to have to deal with. Squeezing past the obnoxious boys standing right smack in the middle of the doorway she entered the class room. Artemis flopped down next to Evan who was flat out on the desk eyes closed. He groaned as he heard the goddess sit down next to him and covered his eyes with his hands.
"Can I go home now?" He slurred blinking at Artemis as he opened his eyes and yawned. Artemis shook her head and fake smiled.
"Nope!"
"We have Monday off right?" He asked sitting up now and leaning back in the chair yawning again. Artemis stifled the yawn begging to come from her mouth, because we all know yawning is contagious.
"I don't know. Apollo keeps track not me. I just go to school when I'm told I have too." She said. Personally I much rather be up in Olympus with all the normal gods, not stuck down here with all those useless mortals. Really, why am I even talking to Evan? He's a guy! A sweaty sports guy to be exact. Artemis stuck up her nose at the sweat she could clearly see staining the back of his shirt. "Do you even change for gym?" She questioned lifting an eyebrow. Evan blushed and looked down.
"Why does it matter to you?"
"Evan that's disgusting! How could you do that!" Artemis barked wrinkling her nose and leaning away from him.
"It's a guy thing!" Evan defended throwing his arms up in the air as a defense.
"To not change clothing? I completely agree with you." Artemis drawled sarcastically as she began to search for a pencil.
"Touchy, touchy." Evan said smirking as the teacher strode into the room and called for silence. The instruction was short, work on the project, and no dragging tables around, don't want to give the people under the classroom heart attacks. The class went as normal, Artemis, Evan and Tucker got a good amount of work done. Evan had left for the bathroom when the question fell from Tucker's mouth.
"You're a real Greek god aren't you?"
Now the kids underneath the classroom weren't the only ones having heart attacks.
Shorty chapter.
Like really really short.
I don't have school tomorrow so maybe I'll get something up. I'm really tired lately so I don't even know when I'll get up. And I've got to work on my Africa poster, poverty in USA poster, and Personal Narrative tomorrow.
I wanna win that Personal Narrative contest so bad…
(I don't own anything besides Salvatore, Evan, Elizabeth, Darb, and Tucker.)
~Tonka Toy
P.S I think my contacts are falling out –shot- XD
