Weird Yet Completely Insane

Marissa Tanglemire.Let me describe her in maybe confusing little sentences.
She's: Sweet yet bitchy.Smart yet stupid.Kind yet rude.Happy yet sad.Tired yet full of energy.Imaginative yet boring.Lazy yet hardworking.Girly yet tomboyish.Disgusting yet clean.Kinky yet innocent.American yet british.Friendly yet cold.Devilish yet angelic.Weird yet completely insane.(Warning,contains mature content)

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1. Dandruff as Snacks and Faulty Human Transportation Mechanisms

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-"

"What are you doing,Mrs Red?"I looked up at my big glassy-eyed 50 year old science teacher,Miss Stephenson. "I'm sorry ma'am.I do that when I don't understand something.May I ask why do men have to thrust the stick so hard when making love?" The class snickered.Miss Stephenson's cheek turned a little red.I did catch her reading those hentai mangas last month.

"Man don't need to thrust hard,they just need to thrust fast to get the sperm to come out and into the woman's egg." (Dickhead)Max Mahone,the school's bad boy,smirking,yelled out,"Have you done it before?Nice eh?"

I started to feel my scalp for bumps of dandruff.I picked at a large round bump, dragged it out of my hair with my long sludge-painted index finger,looked at it satisfyingly and ate it.I was getting bored and eating my dandruff is one bad habit of mine.I always ask some comedy question,hoping the class would continue the show with less common jokes.But no.They'll be like repeating jokes from movies which are boring as hell. "Mr Mahone,if you speak to me like that again i'll send you to the principal's office."

"Yeah.You're a slut" He said under his breath as Miss Stephenson turned her attention back to the blackboard.I nudge Faith,one of my BFFs,who is sitting beside me staring at Max with drool down her chin.I can not believe she has a crush on that guy. I had tried picturing them together before.Her shoulder-lengthed-blonde-haired-casual-styled-slender-short self standing next to his tall-well buid-spiked hair-jock self.They actually look cute together, but considering the fact that my BFF wants to go out with a guy who has slept with a quarter of Steinfields High School girls (Including Miss Stephenson.Ew.I know.) and with the not-so very slight chance that she will lose her virginity and get thrown away broken and sad like all the other girls that naivly gave their v-card to Max Mahone(Forever to a dickhead to me)

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The bell finally rang after a half an hour of me chatting with my two BFFs,dirty looks from Miss Stephenson,flirty looks from boys and bla bla bla the usual high school stuff. I was busied by the usual number of nearly a dozen offers to carry my books and dates from boys that I will never say yes to.Dont get me wrong,I'm not an attention seeking whore.

I'm just the #1 boy candy in this school along with my BFFs,Trina Ralay at #2 and Faith Stockwood at #3.Dont ask us how and dont ask us why cause we got way too many "interviews" with questions similar to those and it even freaks us out that we dont know. We made our way(well we tried to push) our way through(as usual).

When we were finally out in the open where we can actually breathe,I adjusted my crop top and Trina yelled,"Shit!That jacket you gave me,Marissa,there's only a sleeve left!Sorry!"

"It's okay.You dont have to apologize any more.Those obsessed guys will always want to tear our clothes off.Remember the time I lost a bra?Maybe we should take start following Faith and wear normal tees and shorts."

"I sometimes find a missing button or open flies you know"She said looking up from her Pride and Prejudice book.

"Lets just pray that we never lose a th...panty soon."We laugh.Not only because Trina nearly said thong,(She's very innocent.Trust me.She never curses or says dirty things.)but also because of the joke she just made and the fact that Miss Stephenson just ran out of the classroom with a big red stain on the back of her nude-coloured pencil skirt. You're probably wondering why no onw is rushing to class.Our school has ten minute breaks in between classes for us to "relax our minds" and make space for what the next class has to offer.

RING!RING!

Well there you have it.The alert for the next class to start.Trina and Faith went ahead to the next class while I stayed at the nearly desserted corridor to tie my laces.I stood up and immediately lost my balance as one of my "human transport(leg) mechanical faulty" happened and I hit my head on the wall beside me and me falling into darkness.........

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a/n

Hey Funkies! Did you like the first chapter? If anyone is reading this story and wants to tell me what errors there are,please feel free to comment.Your comments will help feul up spirit to write more chapters.

Please comment.I except anything from pumped fan messages to hate and cursing comments to complete nonsense.Yah,I'm weird.

Please tell me if I'm writing about life in an average American high school wrongly.'cause the country Malaysia(The country where Dr. Jimmy Choo was born in.If you still dont know what I'm talking about,go c google) doesn't really have the same way of the bird flying experience you american guys have in your school.

If you want me to read your story,then feel free to advertise by commenting.

Sorry for rambling,

Cursed :P

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