Have you ever watched the two raindrops hit against the window, and watch them race each other all the way done? I have. I often get lost in my thoughts. I never really show my true colours, what's the point? I have Taylor and Ariana to be myself around.
Mrs Nicholas chatted on about world war two opinions, as I stared into space. I've never really needed to bother with anything, I always end up not saying much anyway. I put my hand on my desk as I lent my heavy head onto it. My eyes were slowly shutting as the bell screamed at us all, making us jump onto our feet.
"Everyone!" Mrs Nicholas shouted, we all turned from our conversations and stared blankly. "Page 48 questions-" She flickered through her book as we all huffed impatiently. "1-5 please, in for Friday." Suddenly everyone was out of the door and walking into the bustle of the school hallway, a meeting point for people many ages, and many sizes. I suddenly felt a arm link through mine, Ari's arm. She had always been very 'touchy feely'.
"How was snoozestory?" She giggled, she was twirling her long dip dyed hair in her tanned hands as, she waltzed down the corridor with me. She was always a stunner, just like Taylor.
"It was okay." She rolled her eyes. "How was Geography?"
"It was okay." She mimicked, she glanced at me. "You really need to liven up."
"It's a Monday morning Ari." I replied in a grumpy fashion.
"So?" Before she could continue Taylor came crashing into us.
"I got an A+!" She cheered. We didn't reply, she was the brainest person I had ever met...ever.
"Doesn't make a change." Ari yawned, Taylor ignored the comment and turned to me.
"No, that means I can have the summer party!" She jigged, then we jigged. Her Parents are so over protective and want Taylor to have A+'s for everything, and History was the only one she was struggling to get a A+ for, but she was an A anyway. They promised her if she got an A+ she could have a summer party.
"Yay, how many spices will be there?" Ari giggled, she was such a flirt that's why she never focused in class.
"Just one." Taylor blushed.
"Kyle." I replied. Kyle was Taylor's 2year mixed raced boyfriend. He was gorgeous, and they were madly in love. She nodded.
"But for you guys, loads." We all laughed. Ari giggled again to herself.
"Who you laughing at?" Taylor smirked, we all turned to see Justin Bieber and his pathetic 'wannabe Justin' group. Or in other peoples terms, the 'hot' ones.
"Justin Bieber just winked at me." Ari face dropped into the shape of an O. "Pinch me so I know it is real!" Taylor and I stared in disgust. "Pinch me!" I pinched her, suddenly she was yelping with excitement.
"Hold it together Ari, he's not that amazing." Taylor replied.
"Neither is Kyle but I'm not complaining." Before they started at it I interrupted.
"Stop it!" I shouted. "It's pathetic to argue over a boy anyway." They both groaned. We slowly shifted forward in silence.
"We weren't actually arguing, we were just having a heated conversation." Taylor cheeped.
"Shut up Taylor." Ari groaned. "Your fancy words annoy me."
"Just because you don't understand them."
"You're right I don't, so say them some other time and, some other place." Suddenly Ariana turned and walked away in the other direction, leaving Taylor red in the face next to me.