Emmalyn POV
I look at my schedule. Four classes done! Only one detention! Success! I do a small happy dance, ignoring the weird looks I get. I wait in line for my cafeteria lunch. It smells delicious. Cafeteria food here is actually great. Thank goodness! I have heard so many horror stories about cafeteria food.
"Nice dance move." Someone says behind me.
"Huh?" I glance at the speaker.
"Aaron, right?" I recognize him from my first class. Of course, I recognize him. We are detention buddies.
"Yep. Emma right?"
"Yeah. Thanks. My dance skills are off the sizzle!" I laugh jokingly.
"Sizzle?" He gives me a weird look.
"Sizzle." I confirm."It's finally lunch time!"
"That's why you're so happy?"
"Yeah! It's my favorite time of the day!"
"How are you liking your classes?"
"Well, besides Beastly, I mean Eastly, it's fine. I notice you are in three of my last four classes. It's a bummer we aren't sitting next to each other!"
"Yeah, what's your schedule?"
"I have Algebra 2H, English 1H, Biology H, Spanish 2H, Art 1, Cheer."
"You're in cheer? Cool. Oh I guess we only had Algebra, English, and Spanish together."
"What's your fifth and sixth period?"
"History and Football."
"You play football?"
"Yeah, my brothers used to play it. They got me into it."
We pay for our lunch. I look around for somewhere to sit. 'Hmmmmm, where to sit?' We are still pretty early to lunch. The tables aren't even half way filled yet.
"Want to sit over there?" Aaron asks, pointing to an empty table.
"Sure!" I shrug. He seems like a nice guy. I hadn't seen a single one of my friends all day. I am also too lazy to find them anyways.
Today's awesome lunch special is breadstick, Italian dressing salad, and spaghetti. The breadstick is a little stale, but overall, it's not bad.
"So what middle school did you go to?" I ask.
"It was some school in Malibu. You probably have never heard of it."
"Oh, so you moved here?"
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My Life As Emmalyn
Teen Fiction(formerly known as My Bad Boy Stepbrother) This is not a romance where the nerd falls in love with the bad boy. This is about my stepbrother Jason and me. No, we do not hate each other. No, I'm not even a freaking nerd, geek, or loser. But yes, he...
