"Hey Jo!" I sit down beside Joelle and we begin to talk.
"Hello ladies" Kingsley says as he slumps into the seat beside us.
"Hey Kingsley," I reply.
"Last day of school hey? Pretty exciting!"
"Yeah," Joelle says.
"Hey uh, I'm throwing a schools-out party tonight, you girls want to come?"
Joelle and I look at each other.
"Sure, why not," I finally answer.
"Great! It's my house at 8:00pm okay?" He mentions while he get off the bus.
"Alright, see you then," Joelle and I walk off into the big white and orange school.
Brimley High school is kind of like a school for the rich kids you know? I'm not rich. Nor is Jo, or Kingsley. But everybody else, man do they have money.
A lot of schools envy us because a survey showed that we had a higher IQ average than most schools. Especially Vanderhigh. Vanderhigh has always hated us. Since the late 1990's my principal said. They're our rivals I suppose.
Jo and I enter the school and head separate ways to our lockers.