I watch as he is slammed to the ground.
Blood drips out of his nose, and it looks broken.
I can't do anything.
Can I?
No. Better not get involved in a fight on the first day of school.
Sigh.
I wish I could be like Candi, so popular, and loved and worshipped by all the students and teachers. It's not fair. They think that we straight-A students don't care about anything other than grades.
Well, they're wrong.
We have feelings too, and I want to make them known.
But how?
YOU ARE READING
Classroom B-12
Random34 students make their way thoughout 8th grade. Read as they face anger, joy, heartbreak, and lose everything they ever had. Side Note- This book is really cringy IK I wrote it in the sixth grade but imma keep it up just bc
