It crazy how unreal life can seem now, when a freaking best friend keeps giving you speeches about going to a party. It ridiculous. I don't like parties, I heard that they do "nasty" things there. But no, she still insists I go, what kind of bestie do I have?
"Babe, you need to chill and go with the flow. This party isn't any party, it a party thrown by David Scouts, the high school prince. She squeals, looking at me with a "your boring" look. I sigh, pouting my lips in stress, this is not what I imagine my day to look like.
"But my mum, you know how she is. She wouldn't even allow me to go to prom, never the less a party, Isabella!" I whine, stomping my foot on the ground.
" You know what I always tell you" she says, hanging her hands on her hips as if she was my mom.
"What do you always tell me?" I asked, staring at her with confusion. They are a lot of things she has told me, like our french teacher being a porn addict, and for the last time, what is porn?!
"Sweetie, rules are meant to be broken" She exclaimed, looking at me with a look.
"You never told me that, and still. I can't lie to my mum, I will feel guilty and I don't like lying, plus I don't wanna go, I just wanna stay here at home, and watch Nickelodeon" I say, smiling at the thought of watching Young Dylan.
"You need to grow up, your missing out on the banger!"she said, sighing, taking a seat on my bed. I frown.
"Hey, all because I don't wanna go doesn't mean you should. Go enjoy the "banger" , I will be fine plus I have homework to do this evening" I say, hugging her from behind.
"Really!?" She asked, her eyes shining with excitement.
"Yes" I say, wearing my socks, while smiling. Even though she has a crazy mind, I would do anything to make her happy, except going to a party with boys and nasty girls.
"That why your the best!" she squealed, collecting her phone from my bed and leaving my room, but not before slapping her ass, then winked. I blush at her actions, she can be ....weird sometimes I guess. I was so tired, my life has actually been boring and stressful especially school. I still had homework to complete and I don't feel like doing em at all.
Collecting my phone, I go one the app 'octopie' and start playing. This game keeps my brain from exploding. This is going to be one stressful night.
"Yesterday was a blast, you totally missed!" Isabella exclaimed, bringing out her phone from her bag. Am glad she had some fun, but the same time I don't regret not coming.
I accomplished doing my homework, watched my favorite movie, plus rode my bike, so I also had a 'blast', just not the way she did at the party.
"Am happy for you, now let get to class" I say, dragging her by arm. We currently had history, to be honest I love history. I just a blessing to know what happened in the past, and about your country, though my classmates didn't.
"Ugh.. history is fucking boring" Isabella whined, sitting down to the chair that was next to my seat. I give her the 'look'.
"Don't say the f word, that not good" I warned, bringing out my materials and notebook.
"Yeah yeah, it not right and it is "forbidden" she said, air quoting the word. I rolled my eyes, classic Isabella.
The teacher came in and then,
and knowledge runs to my brain, the rest of class, let say they were a sleeping mess, including Isabella.
Guess, am the only one going to be learning today.
Suddenly, the door busted open, revealing a tall boy standing there with a angry principal. I giggle on how silly he looks like when he is angry, that when everyone wake up from their slumber, oh well.
The boy looked scary and intimidating.
He had tattoos everywhere, and he also had piercings on his nose and lips. Moma warned me to stay away from this kind of people, because they are dangerous.
"Mr. Williams, sorry for interrupting your class but I need to treat an emergency here" He says referring to the boy, but all he did was scoff, that is so rude, I huff silently.
"Hello class, This is a new student. Krce Hall. Introduce yourself" he says giving 'kruce" a stern look.
"This is fucking bullshit!" He growled, making me gasp on how full and deep his voice was.
"Your language, plus you know the consequences of not coming to school" The principal says, adjusting his glasses.
"Am Kruce" he says, glaring at the classy, until his eyes met mine. My cheeks flushed, as I look away.
"At least you said something, take a seat. And remember, I will be checking on you once a while so be at best manners" The principal warned, nodding before taking his leave. I suddenly feel a tap on my lap, Isabella.
"Oh my ass, this boy is fucked up with his handsomeness." She said, staring at him as he walks to the back of the class taking a seat behind me and Isabella. I shiver when I feel hear him muttering bad words under his breath.
"Concentrate" I say, looking at the board. I guess that goes with me because, all am thinking of,is this boy.
Best part of the day, lunch!. This school seriously serve delicious foods, like BBQ chicken, ice cream, pizza and more!. Isabella was currently still babbling about the new boy, I assume Kruce?
"Gosh, I would love know how his d*ck feels!" She exclaimed, resulting in me hitting her arms.
"Isabella, that so nasty. You shouldn't say things like that!" I gasp, feeling my cheeks heat up from her words. She just smirked, and then followed by a crazy laugh.
We finally have out seats, munching on our food. Me getting chips and chicken, Isabella getting Mac and cheese.
"Hmm...this is surely good" I moaned, in delight.
"Oh man, I wish I was a guy. That moan would fit me fucking you!" She said laughing, as you guessed I heated up. Well people, meet my crazy bestie!.
Chapter I is up!
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