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SWIFTY
YES! YES!!! P.E. IS OVER FOR THE DAY!
Call me a girl, but I hate P.E. I don't know why… I guess I'm just not athletic. Plus, getting hit in the head with a football-slash-volleyball-slash-basketball is not my idea of fun.
MY idea of fun is my next class. Drama. YES.
I had just rounded the corner of the lower school building (Where the drama room is. Pathetic, isn't it?), when Alexia appeared, like, out of NO WHERE. Seriously. Whoa.
"Hey, Swifty!" she said.
"Hey, Alexia," I replied, smiling. "What are you doing down here? You don't have drama class…"
"Oh!" she said. "I was looking for you, actually." Me? REALLY?! CUE: Cheesy grin. No, stop grinning, you might scare her.
"Me? What for?" Do you think I'm… DASHING? Muahahahah—
"You left your chemistry notes on my desk." DAMMIT.
"Oh, right," I said, taking the piece of paper she was holding. "Can't lose this, can I?"
"Not if you don't want an 'F' on our project," Alexia replied, giggling. A slightly awkward silence followed. I hate awkward silences like whoa.
Like whoa? Where the hell did I pick THAT up?
"So, I'll see you later!" Alexia said suddenly, causing me to jump.
"Oh, yeah!" I replied. "I'll see you at lunch. We can, er, eat together or something, if you want. But if you don't want to, then you don't have to. But if you do want to then—." SHUT UP!
"Sure, I'll eat lunch with you!" Ooh, yay! Was she blushing? … Nah…
"So, see you!" I said, waving as she walked away.
"Bye!" she called back, then hurried off to her next class.
I think I like her.
A lot.
SKITTERY
When I entered the drama classroom, my stomach was still aching from where it had been slammed into by an aerial attack involving Kyriel and a volleyball. As if I hadn't been in a bad enough mood at the time, I just HAD to have the wind knocked out of me in front of everyone in gym class. Of course, I should consider myself lucky. Five inches lower, and…
Well, let's not go there.
"AH! Mike-ell! Good morning!" said my drama teacher, Mr. Nazareno, in his thick Filipino accent, that everyone makes fun of. We don't make fun of it because we have something against Filipinos, we make fun of it because his nasal voice makes it sound really funny… That, and the fact that no one really liked Mr. Naz because he was a real drama queen.
"Hi, Mr. Naz," I droned, dropping my bag with the others near the back wall, and sitting on the floor next to Mush Meyers. Yeah, the only desk in the room was Mr. Naz's. The floor was cleared so there was more performing space and less clutter.
Drama class was uneventful, which usually isn't the case. Today, it wasn't until AFTER class that things got interesting.
"Nice day for volleyball, isn't it?" Kyriel said, smirking as I passed her in the hall. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh, yeah," I replied sarcastically. "Real nice. Wonderful."
"HEY GUYS!" exclaimed Ershey, dragging Mush over with her. "How's life? HAPPY? JOYOUS?!" I rolled my eyes. She made it incredibly obvious that she had heard us and was trying to stop us from fighting. Oh, how nice.
"Oh, yes!" replied Kyriel cheerfully. "Quite joyous, Ersh! Did you see that spike I made in gym class? Wonderful aim, don't you think?"
"Shut up," I snapped. I was really fed up with Kyriel for today. "That was a cheap shot in gym, and you know you spike really fucking hard! I've got the stomach pains to prove it."
"Oh, time of the month?"
"Aw, fuck you."
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Bitch."
"Bastard."
"Detention."
"WHAT?!"
Mr. Pearson was standing next to us, smirking somewhat evilly. I hate that man.
"Detention," he repeated, "For swearing in the halls."
"BUT WE—." Kyriel and I said simultaneously. Whoa, that's scary.
"No 'buts'."
"MR. PEARSON!!", we both yelled. AGAIN. DUDE, WHAT'S WITH THAT?!
But he was already starting to walk away. Kyriel rounded on me.
"YOU GOT ME A DETENTION, YOU ASSHOLE!" she yelled, glaring at me.
"YOU STARTED IT, BITCH!"
"Detention."
"S/HE STARTED IT, MR. PEARSON!!"
"That's a detention for yelling, another for swearing again, and another for immaturity," Pearson said, whipping out a small notepad and writing down the number of detentions they had so far. "That's four detentions each already."
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!!" This simultaneous thing is really getting to me…
"And one more for questioning my authority," Pearson replied, adding one more detention to his list. "Oh, my, would you look at that? You two have just earned after school detentions. Good job." And with that, he walked away.
Kyriel and I glared at each other, afraid to say anything else in case we got another detention.
ERSHEY
"Wow." I said, utterly amazed at what just happened. Five detentions in less that three minutes. Shocking.
I was on the edge of getting an after school detention, as well. Whaaat? I can't help it if I like to talk in class! Anyway, things finally started to cool down at study hall, the period right before lunch. Kyriel and Skittery had chosen not to talk to anyone at all, including ME, which left me with only Mush to talk to for now.
I'm complaining or anything, quite on the contrary. I loved talking to Mush. He was probably the only guy who could actually get me, you know? Maybe that's part of the reason I'm totally crushing on him right now…
Ugh, it's so weird having a crush on your best friend.
For once during study hall, everything was quiet. I could practically feel the tension surrounding our little "group". For half the class, there was hardly a sound except for the rustling of papers and Sapphy, on the other side of the room, humming a little tune to herself while she worked.
"Ersh?" whispered Mush, across from me. I lifted my head.
"Hm?"
"Are you okay?"
"Huh? I'm fine."
"You sure?"
I blinked. "Uh, yeah. What makes you think otherwise?"
"Well, you're staring at the same spot in your history book, and you haven't written anything on your paper for he past twenty-five minutes."
"What?" I looked down at my paper. By-golly, he was right. "Oh. I guess there's just a lot on my mind."
"Really? Care to share?"
I laughed softly. "Oh, you don't want to know." I'm not going to tell, yet, anyway, so NYEH!
"Well, okay, then," he replied, smiling before returning to his algebra homework.
See? He knows when I don't feel like talking about something.
Sigh.
I need to tell him. I need to tell him before my head explodes.
Did he just sigh? What's he sighing for?
Him sighing makes me want to sigh.
Sigh.
Stop sighing, Ersh, people are going to think you're weird.
Too late.
Coming up next chapter... MUSH'S POV FINALLY! coughbecauseIaccidentlyforgothimthistimecough Ehehe... Okay! Shout-outs!
Ershey: HAHA! Tommy is SO great! "Johnny Depp? If I were gay, I'd screw him."
Sapphy: BumletsObsessed!Izzy is awesome! Too bad she's not in this chapter... :( Drama geeks ARE cool.
Saturday: You just gotta LOVE Bumlets... It's hard not to. :P
Coin: OMG. NO SINGING THAT SOOOOOONG!
Erin Go Bragh: I think I'd be one of the five weirdest in the class! lol!
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