Anyways, this takes place in the end of Fiona's school year.
Disclaimer: I dont own So Weird. If you'd like to send me Eric Lively or Erik von Detton, I'd be glad to take them. But right now, i dont own them, their characters, or anything affiliated with them. I own Kat, Greg, Dave and Tracey. Also I dont own the title, which is the song by Leann Rimes. I donno when I'm gonna use the song, but I'll find a place to put it. Ok, onto the story.
Fiona sighed, glancing out of the window once again. She had tried hard to concentrate on her schoolwork, but it wasn't working. Softly, she stroked the light green crystal that hung from her choker. Clu had given her that as a gift the last time they had visited, and for some reason, it was like Fiona's homesick remedy. *Only four more days...* She thought to herself. Four more days, and she'd be out of this town, and back at her family's nice, comfy cottage, away from all of the over privileged snots that contaminated this town.
" Miss Phillips? Would you like to join the class? Or would you prefer to sleep?" Fiona's teacher asked, glaring at the teen.
Fi sighed, her face growing red. " Sorry." She muttered.
" Freak." One of the girls behind her muttered.
" Take a look in the friggen mirror." Fiona mumbled, sighing. Yep, her life was officially hell.
" So, what were you day dreaming about?" Fiona's best friend Tracey asked, tapping her on the shoulder.
" Nothing." Fiona shrugged.
" Bull, what's wrong?"
" Would you two shut up?" Fiona's friend Dave hissed, looking at the two. " I really don't feel like having Mullen yell at us..." Their usually cool teacher had come down with a serious case of PMS and the teens were suffering most of the blow.
" Shove it Dave." Tracey whispered. Dave stuck his tongue out at her, and Fiona giggled.
" Miss Phillips. Are you having any problems focusing today?" Mrs. Mullen asked, glaring her once again.
" Sorry ma'am." Fiona smiled, looking at her friends.
" Kids really. I know that Summer break is four days away, but please. Focus. I need to get this in. I promise, this is my last lesson. Then the rest of the days it'll be a free period. I promise." Mrs. Mullen said, sighing.
" Sorry." Fiona, Tracey and Dave said together, smiling. Their teacher laughed and continued to write on the board, occasionally stopping to explain something.
" So Fi, when's Annie coming to town?" Lana, one of the girls Fiona hated, asked, smiling.
" Number one, my names Fiona. Not Fi. Only my friends can call me Fi, and you, are not one of my friends. Number two, I have no friggen idea when the hell Annie will decide to bless this town with her presence, and number three, I'm not her damn secretary so I'd appreciate if you'd just leave me alone." Fiona snapped, glaring at the girl. Dave and Tracey laughed, as Lana turned around. " I swear I hate these bimbos." She muttered. " Do I look like I know everything Annie does? My god why don't I just become her damn tour manager?"
" Just ignore it Fi." Tracey advised, giggling.
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A blue haired teen stood outside of Mrs. Mullen's window, looking in. He smiled, spotting the girl he longed to see sitting in the back of the classroom, giggling over something.
" I've missed you." He whispered. He touched the glass, looking longingly at the girl. He jumped as the bell rang, seeing her leave the room. He watched her retreating figure before deciding to go back to his home, sighing.