"Dammit Michael, where's Mr. Barters' room?" I asked the red head. The school here was filled with people in mixed groups; the jocks with the geeks, the techies with the obvious druggies. The different groups just had eyes on the little group of Luke, Cal, Mikey and I.
Were these weirdos popular or did it have to do with me climbing all over Michaels back. I am upside down over Mikeys' shoulder trying not to fall off.
"I need to go to my locker monkey, hop to the next tree" Mikey grunted. If I knew Michael I know he was going to drop me any second.
"Cal!" I squeaked quietly pulling his Nirvana shirt over to me. I'm slipping off of Mikey's shoulder so I latched onto Cal's neck as I swing off to his chest.
"God Hal, why are you so tight?" He yelled.
Way to be quiet about it fool. Whispers burrs out through the halls.
"THATS WHAT SHE SAID!" I echoed
We kept walking down the halls turning a few corners which I changed my position to getting a piggyback ride.
The bopping of the up and down made me sleepy so I closed my eyes. A sound of a hard slap woke me up.
"OH MY GAWD WHO JUST GOT SLAPPED, WORLD STAR!!!" I screamed while rubbing the sleep out my eyes.
"Ms. St.cloud, do you have a reason for sleeping in my class?"
Who the hell was this over grown beast in front of me?
"I wasn't sleeping...lay- man?" I wasn't sure what to call it.
"Oh really, then you wouldn't mind reminding the class what's going on in the world?" Oh this is government with Ms. Halle oops. She's just lucky I care about the universe and economy.
I yawned before standing up(A/N: I wrote this a long time ago and I forgot to post this...). "Well let's first talk about how in America, the movie 'The Interview' was not at first going to be shown I'm theaters from threats of blowing up the places that do show it. All in all they did show it in L.A and other places and Seth Rogan did go to say thank you to an audience about to watch the movie. North Korea has denied any accusations about the movie. Also in America there is a drastic decrease in gas prices. Thats because they have stopped trading with Russia. Now that's that's happening, Russia economy is plummeting. You mess with Ukraine, you mess with the U.S. Honestly Australia doesn't have issues. I don't feel like being smart anymore." I sit down in my seat.
"Well since Ms. St. Cloud is so smart, why doesn't she-" I cut Ms. Halle off
"-Not do anything, because she obviously would rather not be bothered, because she is flipping tired and still jet lagged. Now hush unknown species." I put my head back of the wooden table closing my eyes.
My peers laughed their heads off for a loooooong time. Then the bell rang.
LUNCH TIME!! YESH, I HAVE THE MUNCHIES!!
Still drowsy I made my way to my locker that Calum, Luke and Michael were standing by.
"Tired. Carry. Now." I climbed back up Michaels back as he held my thighs walking the opposite direction of the lunch room.
Luke opened up a dark room, he flicked on the lights showing me that this was the music room. I felt a cold surface against my skin, so I must have been placed on a desk. I really am tired so I dosed off again to the steady rhythm of a beep bass. I love the sound of a bass. I used to date a bass player. His fingers were like HUGE!
Oh would look at that. Mr. Snuffs is sharing his cheese and crackers with me...
OH MY GOODNESS I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT!
I SUCK AS AN AUTHOR WITH UPDATES.
I HAD THIS CHAPTER READY BUT FORGOT TO UPDATE IT SO YEAH ILL START ON THE NEXT CHAPTER NOW. DONT HATE ME 😰