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My beautiful car
I look around seeing if anyone notices me and hop in start it and make my way out of the parking lot hearing my exhaust whistle I push down on the gas and my endings whining as I speed up, I hit up the local cafe before I got home grab my iced caramel latte and drive off, I get home and park my car way down the street locking it putting my keys in my pocket,

I walk up to the house an unlock the front door drop my bag and make my way into the kitchen making some mac and cheese and some ramen I pre-make a Nutella sandwich for breakfast tomorrow morning and put it in the fridge, I run upstairs and pull out my laptop and hide my keys under my mattress I lay down in my bed eating my food and start watching shameless my personal favorite is Ian he's MMM scrum-dilly-uptious let me tell you
I ate my food and fell asleep before mom got home

I woke up to my phone alarm clock going off look down at my phone about to shut the alarm off and see the reminder about the dance coming up, I stretched up rubbing my eyes realizing I have to be at the school early to do vocal warm-ups and help with the dance that I totally didn't forget about

I put on an easy outfit grab my laptop and put it in my bag as well as the charger cause I know she is almost dead, I grab my keys from where I hid them grab my bag, and run downstairs to grab my sandwich, I look down at my phone to realize it's almost 730 and I ran out the door to the street I parked my car.

I walk in and the overwhelming smell of pancakes fills my nose but not good pancakes BURNT pancakes when are they gonna fire these cooks? I sit down in the cafeteria and sit up on the stage again I get my headphones out of my bag and plug them int...

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I walk in and the overwhelming smell of pancakes fills my nose but not good pancakes BURNT pancakes when are they gonna fire these cooks? I sit down in the cafeteria and sit up on the stage again I get my headphones out of my bag and plug them into my laptop and start listening to the song I'm singing for the dance tonight I eat my sandwich and begin to print out the paperwork I need for the party for Olivia it's 8 and I'm done with my sandwich, I set down my laptop and throw away my trash I sit back up on the stage and before I reach for my laptop my music stops I whip my head around to see Gabe had CUT my headphone wire with a pocket knife. (he's the guy that closed the locker in your face if you don't remember)  I'm sorry were you using those? those are so 2019. I scoffed and rolled my eyes at him I was using those actually I closed my laptop shut and shoved it in my bag don't you have a girl to fuck in the boy's bathroom or something? I'm sure you've slept with all of them already I'm surprised you haven't caught an std yet. I remarked well not everyone yet here uses these he threw me a pair of AirPod pros I looked up at him if this is your way of saying sorry I don't forgive you but I will gladly take these I grabbed my bag and made my way towards Olivias office walk in and begin to start filling out paperwork for the dance tonight, I hear the bell ring and leave the paperwork on her desk in a pile and walk to my first class 

It's math class now the one right before lunch I'm excited I feel like im- now who the fu- fuck keeps throwing paper balls at me I whip my head around an watch as Sams crumbles another paper before he throws it at me he immediately puts it down, can you stop throwing fucking paper at me I whisper yelled look at the one on your desk I look back at my desk and open it and read its reads are you going to the dance will 2 boxes that are labeled yes and no I shook me my head and smiled and checked off the yes with my pen and wrote ps I'm the one hosting 90% of it so yes I will be there lol I put my pen away in my desk and crumble the paper back up tossing it back to Sam I watch him unravel it and nod his head and throw the crumbled paper in the trash I turned back to the teacher taking notes in my notebook

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