Remember - Part 4 Continue
Again this is so short. Sorry. Yolande- thank you so very much for your comments. I was thinking about stopping the story but then I read your comments. I'll hold on a little longer!
I awoke to my alarm and the soft pattering of rain on my window. It was such a soothing thing, rain. Some days I would stand out on my balcony and let myself be soaked in it. I loved the pureness of it.
I stretched sleepily and opened my eyes. Suddenly the memories of the previous day flooded back to me. The thought of even getting ready for school made me groan into my pillow. I had Jeff in four out of seven classes, and I really didn’t feel like putting up with his crap at the moment.
I got up any way. I quickly showered and pulled on some random clothes. Blue jeans, a loose v-neck shirt, and torn up converse. Lame, but comfortable. I did not wear any makeup.
When I was ready I grabbed my keys and rushed to my car. I was running late. First period was plain boring as usual. Calculus never got my attention. But when I walked into second period English I stiffened. Jeff was there, and so was the new boy. Sadly the only open seat was between the both of them. I bit my lip and slowly walked over to the desk and sat down. Jeff turned to glare at me, along with most of the girls in the class. I could feel the new boys gaze burning into my back. This was crap! I really just wanted to walk out but knew better. So I dealt with an hour of misery. When the bell finally rang I jumped out of my seat and was out of the classroom, creapy Mr. may calling my name. What a horrid one hour!
I stretched sleepily and opened my eyes. Suddenly the memories of the previous day flooded back to me. The thought of even getting ready for school made me groan into my pillow. I had Jeff in four out of seven classes, and I really didn’t feel like putting up with his crap at the moment.
I got up any way. I quickly showered and pulled on some random clothes. Blue jeans, a loose v-neck shirt, and torn up converse. Lame, but comfortable. I did not wear any makeup.
When I was ready I grabbed my keys and rushed to my car. I was running late. First period was plain boring as usual. Calculus never got my attention. But when I walked into second period English I stiffened. Jeff was there, and so was the new boy. Sadly the only open seat was between the both of them. I bit my lip and slowly walked over to the desk and sat down. Jeff turned to glare at me, along with most of the girls in the class. I could feel the new boys gaze burning into my back. This was crap! I really just wanted to walk out but knew better. So I dealt with an hour of misery. When the bell finally rang I jumped out of my seat and was out of the classroom, creapy Mr. may calling my name. What a horrid one hour!
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