Riley

I slammed open the door to the classroom. Ugh. Why do these people have to just sit there and stare? I hate being the center of attention. I could feel a blush creep up my neck. "you're late Miss Sanchez." Mrs. Tuck said without looking up from her desk. I merely grunted in response. This was the worst start of a day that I've ever had. Well... maybe like the 6th worst day in my life. "take an empty seat then," Mrs. Tuck said. I stomped over to a seat next to a red haired boy with freckles and a hat. (hmmm... I wonder who that could be... X3) I slammed my books down on my desk. I was so mad amd everyone staring at me made me even madder. I felt like turning around and yeslling, "GIVE IT A REST!!" then I noticed that the red haired boy wasn't staring and I felt suddenly relieved that I sat next to him. Mrs. Tuck started writing recipes on the board. A boy behind me leaned forward in his chair, "are you a freshman?" he whispered in my ear. I nodded. I didn't want to turn around because I was still wound up. "well, you look pretty hot for a freshman," I rolled my eyes. "you wanna hang sometime?" he asked hopefully. I turned around, furious all over again.

"why don't you get over yourself?!" I exploded, "how do I know you're not a stalker... or just a complete psycho!" I wasn't giving him any chance to reply, "Why don't you just go try your charm on some easy cheerleader!" I was breathing hard as everyone, even the red haired boy, was staring at me again.

"would you like to share something with the class, Miss Sanchez?" Mrs. Tuck asked walking over to my seat.

"no" I said angrily. I had a sudden urge to walk out of the class that minute but I slumped further in my seat and tried to ignore the teacher.

"well, then you will do well to keep your outbursts contained." She turned around and walked back to the chalkboard. I stuck my tongue out at her and a few people laughed.