Author's notes
Hello everyone! I was looking through the just in section and realized that most stories don't get reviews at all.....and now I'm all paranoid because the thought of no review makes it seem as if no even read my story.....and that means that it was pointless to write! Anyway sorry about that i just needed to tell someone even if this may never be read.......sob back to the story!!!!!
Mocca
School. The place where they put you so that they can observe you then place you in a job that you will most likely hate. Only to me school is the place that I hate, just the mere though can make me feel a need to use up my free time sparingly, and it always goes by so fast!'
As I starred across the room at a person that had caught my attention I pulled my bottom lip almost mechanically, stretching it back and forth. He had straight scruffy brown hair that fell in front of big blue eyes. He was reading a little booklet that came out of a Queen CD case, Bleh Queen! The only reason people like they're music is because they use it at hockey games once in a while.....I never took him for a Queen person.' lets just say Mocca had formed a bit of a school-crush on him even though he had never even looked her way.
His name was Spencer, a name that Mocca had decided was almost as used up as Lauren or Ashley. Suddenly Spencer looked up and it seemed like he had caught her gaze, face reddening she struggled to look like she was looking at the white board behind him. Then he raised his hand and threw a note on her desk, and began to read his Queen booklet again as if nothing had happened. Mocca Picked up the note and her face turned bright red, A note! has he finally figured out why I look at him more then everyone else! Did he write the note because he was too intimidated by my beauty and silence, is it going to ask me to meet him outside of the classroom?' she tried not to look back over at him but couldn't help it.
He was sitting there looking at her funny, Mocca's face was almost purple now and her heart beat fast. Spencer whispered something and gave her the funny look again, Mocca whispered back, he looked at her then at the note. She went to open it but the folds were on the other side so she flipped it over, her heart stopped. There written in the prettiest hand writing she had ever seen written from a boy was the name . She now was a deep purple and she felt so stupid and I think that I'm smarter than the average dumbass!' she thought. Mocca turned around and gave the note to a girl who was really pretty. She had an exotic look about her and was what Mocca classified as, smart as a door knocker. She giggled and looked at Spencer after she took the note from Mocca not even thanking her.
Mocca tried to hide under her arms so that no one would see how red her face was, and see the hurt look on her face.
Next Period
I am a true retard. Mocca said while stretching, keeping her hand on the fence so that she wouldn't fall over. It was P.E. class and it was also a running day. (Running Day: the worst punishment that could happen in P.E. yet it also happens every Monday) Tesla her best school friend looked at her and opened her mouth to say something that Mocca knew was a protest, Don't even try to comfort me, He even tried to tell me that it wasn't for me!. Mocca. You and I both know that it was a common mistake and that you're taking this too seriously, he probably didn't even notice you blush! Tesla finally managed to get out, Harsh. Don't remind me that he doesn't even know I exist. Mocca Whined then sat down to stretch her arms & legs.
Tesla had frizzy auburn hair that went well past her waist and freely went where is pleased, she had a face full of freckles,hazel eyes, and was really short. She was the smartest person that Mocca had ever met, so basically Tesla met the stereotype for bookworm at almost a perfect point.
They stood up and went to the starting line like the rest of the class, Mocca was hushed because most of the class didn't even know she could talk except for during role call. Tesla Stood next to her with her arm crossed not saying anything either because she knew that Mocca would say anything back to her around everyone else. Mrs. Duvil blew her whistle and the class took off like a stampede. Tesla and Mocca slowed they're pace so that eventually they fell behind the pack, now Mocca could talk again.
Tesla huffed while jogging her arm swinging back in forth to give her momentum. Mocca looked at Tesla as if she were proposing that they try to do cartwheels around the track in stead of running, No. You know I can't. Mocca said solemnly while glancing at the tennis court to make sure no one was there.
Of course you can't even see through the fence because of the green fabric they put up so that run away tennis balls didn't hit people on the other side of the fence. Mocca looked for a hole in the cloth she had to make sure no one was there,'Ah!' as they passes a hole she looked through the chain fence to see that the boys P.E. class was on the other side! Mocca practically had a heart attack, I hope no one heard me!'.
Shade pulled away from the hole in the fence, Why was is girl so freakin' secretive?! Is she an ax murder or something!'. He turned back and went to his side of the court with the ball that had strayed to the hole. Hey Joey! Shade said as he slammed the ball across the tennis court. Joey hit the ball back over Shade passed then hit the ball out and cursed. Do you know that quiet chick? Shade questioned, Oh...uh.......you mean the weird girl! Yeah she's in my Economics class. Joey stopped and held the ball Why ya like her? She's kinda hot. Shade grimaced he had hoped he wouldn't have to put up with Joey's childless. No. Just wondered if is she as quiet in your classes as she is in mine. Shade replied. Brent looped the ball next to Shade and said Yo man you mean Mocca! Damn that girl is scary! the rest of the court agreed except Shade who remained silent. She reminds e of someone......no...she couln't be....' Shade's thoughts were intterupted by a the tennis ball that came flying towards him. TWAPT!
