As a reply, I grunted and put a pillow over my head. Mom came 30 minutes later, warning me that I would be late for school. I took a glance at my clock on the wall and pushed myself out of bed. Half-asleep, I tripped over some of Caiden’s toys (my brother). I started laughing, because when he was born, our house was hazardous. There were toys EVERYWHERE!
I had 15 minutes to do my hair, get dressed, put makeup on, wash my face, and then brush my teeth (not in that order, of course). To prevent myself from panicking, I try to do each event in 3 minutes or less. After getting done, I had 3 minutes to spare. I told mom goodbye and quickly walked to the bus stop. Walking on the bus, I noticed that I was the 3rd student on there. Choosing to not …show more content…
I returned to playing my game, but someone caught my eye. I saw a blinking red, white, and blue light outside of the window. In that scene, there was about four or five police cars surrounding an old pickup truck. I looked like it had been demolished. Before I could see the view in great detail, the bus driver slammed on the gas. I checked my phone and it said 7:53 AM. I sighed to myself, knowing nothing interesting would probably happen.
After the bus stopped, I glanced over my seat. I see a boy giving me eye contact, so I smile (not one of those wide creepy clown smiles, but a smile that didn’t show any teeth). He smile and waves, then to my surprise, he waves at me. I thought he was really shy but apparently not. He comes and sits on the seat across from me, and I went back to playing on my phone. I try not to look at him in an obvious way, so I use my peripheral vision. He was also looking at me but he pretended to look behind me, then at me, then in front of me (I know because I do this all the time). At that moment, I was ready to burst out laughing because of how stupid I probably …show more content…
You might do that to your parents but you will never do that to me again!” she said. “Children these days are so disrespectful and rude!” I think she was talking to herself more than us.
Ignoring the mean old woman, the girl plugged in her headphone and started listening to the rap music. Ms. Bertha used her short and scrawny legs to go all the way across the classroom.
“No electronics and music with profanity at school!” she demanded. “What is your name?” she blabbered while she took out a post-it note and a pen.
“Megan Anderson.” The brat sighed as she crossed her arms.
All of a sudden, a memory popped into my mind. I remember looking at the cheer team pictures and I saw her name on the label. She was the cheer captain. That had not surprised me at all, actually. And then later that day, I found out that she was dating the quarterback of the football team (and that was no surprise to me either). Chapter
I had 15 minutes to do my hair, get dressed, put makeup on, wash my face, and then brush my teeth (not in that order, of course). To prevent myself from panicking, I try to do each event in 3 minutes or less. After getting done, I had 3 minutes to spare. I told mom goodbye and quickly walked to the bus stop. Walking on the bus, I noticed that I was the 3rd student on there. Choosing to not …show more content…
I returned to playing my game, but someone caught my eye. I saw a blinking red, white, and blue light outside of the window. In that scene, there was about four or five police cars surrounding an old pickup truck. I looked like it had been demolished. Before I could see the view in great detail, the bus driver slammed on the gas. I checked my phone and it said 7:53 AM. I sighed to myself, knowing nothing interesting would probably happen.
After the bus stopped, I glanced over my seat. I see a boy giving me eye contact, so I smile (not one of those wide creepy clown smiles, but a smile that didn’t show any teeth). He smile and waves, then to my surprise, he waves at me. I thought he was really shy but apparently not. He comes and sits on the seat across from me, and I went back to playing on my phone. I try not to look at him in an obvious way, so I use my peripheral vision. He was also looking at me but he pretended to look behind me, then at me, then in front of me (I know because I do this all the time). At that moment, I was ready to burst out laughing because of how stupid I probably …show more content…
You might do that to your parents but you will never do that to me again!” she said. “Children these days are so disrespectful and rude!” I think she was talking to herself more than us.
Ignoring the mean old woman, the girl plugged in her headphone and started listening to the rap music. Ms. Bertha used her short and scrawny legs to go all the way across the classroom.
“No electronics and music with profanity at school!” she demanded. “What is your name?” she blabbered while she took out a post-it note and a pen.
“Megan Anderson.” The brat sighed as she crossed her arms.
All of a sudden, a memory popped into my mind. I remember looking at the cheer team pictures and I saw her name on the label. She was the cheer captain. That had not surprised me at all, actually. And then later that day, I found out that she was dating the quarterback of the football team (and that was no surprise to me either). Chapter