Since When Does Hell Have Air Conditioning...?
Part 1
They people this is my first time EVER on Fanfiction so I hope you like my story, as much as I do. And, don't worry it's only part one, (I don't know if that's a good thing, or a bad thing... yet.) Enjoy...
"Today is the first day of high school! And, I'm so excited! I can't wait to see all of my friends, from last year." I said to mom, on my way to the bus stop.
Well, I thought it would be a little bit more exciting to ride in the back of the bus. I always thought it was so cool to ride in the back. And, now I'm back here it doesn't seem as cool as I once thought.
By the time we were almost to school, this boy got on the bus. And, of course, the bus was full except my seat. So, I was about to get stuck with the new kid.
"Hey! What's up? My name is Jake Collins. What's your name? Jake said to me, before he was sitting down.
I caught myself thinking, "Why the hell do I care?" Of course, I didn't say that. I didn't want to come off as a bitch, to someone who was just trying to be nice. Plus, I didn't want anyone to think of me as a bitch.
So, I let Jake do most of the talking. He complimented me on my outfit, which was a pink plaid mini skirt and matching blouse. By the time, we finally reached school, I was starting to think that Jake was a good friend. He was cute and smart. He was into cars and sports, and I'm into shopping and friends. I'll have to change that, but other than that he seems pretty cool.
School seemed like a bad nightmare, all of my friends, if you could call them that, all pretended like I didn't even exist. They are all acting like major BITCHES.
Well I hoped you enjoyed the story, I would like to hear you thoughts on the story, so feel free to drop me a comment or question.
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