August 23
"Wednesdays are crap," muttered Chloe. Actually everyday seems like crap to her. Not only did Blair stop speaking to her, she also started to pretend that Chloe wasn't even there. Chloe would walk سے طرف کی her and try to start up a conversation but Blair would always be with a friend. It was annoying.
"Isn't someone in a pleasant mood," کہا Derek as he plopped a نشست right سے طرف کی Chloe. She ad been sitting at an empty table. No one wanted to sit with her not even the special Ed kids.
Chloe was use to Derek's charm یا so she thought. He had been flirting with every girl here. Some people say he only attends this school to meet girls. Derek's presence still made her stomach flutter but she was able to control it better. "Why don't آپ do something useful like make an album?" The insult just burst out of her mouth without her awareness. She was in a ھٹی, ترش mood.
"Just trying to be helpful," Derek mumbled offended. He got up and went to Shea's table. She welcomed him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The only company she had and Chloe just had to scare it off. No wonder she couldn't make any friends. The گھنٹی, بیل rung signaling first period.
Blair had a free period and was trying hard to figure out the logic behind all of this. How could the love of her life be interested in Chloe. Sure she was decent looking with her average brown hair and eyes. She wasn't anything special.
Her notebook lay out with a bunch of random scribbles. From her calculations, the دن Chloe and Eric start dating will be the دن the world ends, in other words, very unlikely. Even math agreed that Chloe and Eric should not be together. It was just science. She was going to need outside help if she was to ever complete here mission in destroying the future couple.
Corey sat in Mr. Mitchell's reading and ELA class. He wanted to pay attention to the assignment but how could he? Colleges were already looking for various students. He wanted so badly to go to Princeton but the grades he has are not looking to good. Colleges look at everything even at the beginning of the school year. It would take a miracle. Just one bad mistake an boom, there goes his dreams. He would have to control his study time now. He has to make good grades for the rest of the semester. Then Princeton can see that he actually is an excellent student.
He would have to cut all ties with this popularity thing. It was ruining his school life. Shea was use to failing but he wasn't. He couldn't afford to make another F in AP history again. Then he has to take AP Chemistry along with AP Mathematics. The last thing he should be worrying about is girls but it was hard to get her out of his mind.
"Mr. Louis, do آپ care to explain why your head is in the clouds and not in the book?" asked Mr. Mitchell. How did he sneak up on him like that? It was insane how تیز رو, سوئفٹ and graceful a 45 سال old man could be.
Shea was bit مزید cheerful then usual. Unlike most days where she would just go ہوم and do nothing, today she had a place to be. The local dance studio that recently opened up about three months before the end of the school year. Shea was a dancer and she was certainly built like one. The dance teacher, Ms. Kerr, acknowledged her grace when she performed. Ms. Kerr had کہا he seemed like a سیکنڈ nature to Shea.
As Shea walked into that dance room, the entire atmosphere melted together. The desperation from the girls who were hoping the teach liked them. Their smell was oozing from their over sized pores. She enjoyed when others were humiliated. These girls were about to receive the humiliation of their life.
Shea pressed play on the boom box and the girls scrambled to get in their places. Shea always made them practice right before the teacher comes. It shows off her leadership skills and that is something the teacher loved to see. Cee Lo Green's hit song Crazy blared from the stereo. They began the song off سے طرف کی putting one foot in front of the other in a slow jazzy way. Then they began some real dancing سے طرف کی twirling, lifting their foot in the air, and then throwing themselves on the floor only to land in a split. Shea added some of her own things when it came to dancing.
Shea had them rehearsing that a thousand times. When Ms. Kerr finally came in, the girls were huffing and puffing and out of breathe. This is what winners feel like.
Derek sat in his manager's office. Derek had been in that office for about three hours discussing the new songs. His manager, Don, was in a spectacular mood which he was always in when it came to maki money. "Ok, Derek baby, how about آپ get started on those songs soon and then we can finally do some concerts."
"Don, baby," Derek کہا mocking Don's tone. "The songs are finished, آپ just don't like any of them."
Don was quiet for a moment. It gave Derek a smug attitude. "Then آپ gotta perform for that school of yours and introduce some of your new material. If they like it then fine but if not," Don trailed off. Derek got the hint.
"Wednesdays are crap," muttered Chloe. Actually everyday seems like crap to her. Not only did Blair stop speaking to her, she also started to pretend that Chloe wasn't even there. Chloe would walk سے طرف کی her and try to start up a conversation but Blair would always be with a friend. It was annoying.
"Isn't someone in a pleasant mood," کہا Derek as he plopped a نشست right سے طرف کی Chloe. She ad been sitting at an empty table. No one wanted to sit with her not even the special Ed kids.
Chloe was use to Derek's charm یا so she thought. He had been flirting with every girl here. Some people say he only attends this school to meet girls. Derek's presence still made her stomach flutter but she was able to control it better. "Why don't آپ do something useful like make an album?" The insult just burst out of her mouth without her awareness. She was in a ھٹی, ترش mood.
"Just trying to be helpful," Derek mumbled offended. He got up and went to Shea's table. She welcomed him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. The only company she had and Chloe just had to scare it off. No wonder she couldn't make any friends. The گھنٹی, بیل rung signaling first period.
Blair had a free period and was trying hard to figure out the logic behind all of this. How could the love of her life be interested in Chloe. Sure she was decent looking with her average brown hair and eyes. She wasn't anything special.
Her notebook lay out with a bunch of random scribbles. From her calculations, the دن Chloe and Eric start dating will be the دن the world ends, in other words, very unlikely. Even math agreed that Chloe and Eric should not be together. It was just science. She was going to need outside help if she was to ever complete here mission in destroying the future couple.
Corey sat in Mr. Mitchell's reading and ELA class. He wanted to pay attention to the assignment but how could he? Colleges were already looking for various students. He wanted so badly to go to Princeton but the grades he has are not looking to good. Colleges look at everything even at the beginning of the school year. It would take a miracle. Just one bad mistake an boom, there goes his dreams. He would have to control his study time now. He has to make good grades for the rest of the semester. Then Princeton can see that he actually is an excellent student.
He would have to cut all ties with this popularity thing. It was ruining his school life. Shea was use to failing but he wasn't. He couldn't afford to make another F in AP history again. Then he has to take AP Chemistry along with AP Mathematics. The last thing he should be worrying about is girls but it was hard to get her out of his mind.
"Mr. Louis, do آپ care to explain why your head is in the clouds and not in the book?" asked Mr. Mitchell. How did he sneak up on him like that? It was insane how تیز رو, سوئفٹ and graceful a 45 سال old man could be.
Shea was bit مزید cheerful then usual. Unlike most days where she would just go ہوم and do nothing, today she had a place to be. The local dance studio that recently opened up about three months before the end of the school year. Shea was a dancer and she was certainly built like one. The dance teacher, Ms. Kerr, acknowledged her grace when she performed. Ms. Kerr had کہا he seemed like a سیکنڈ nature to Shea.
As Shea walked into that dance room, the entire atmosphere melted together. The desperation from the girls who were hoping the teach liked them. Their smell was oozing from their over sized pores. She enjoyed when others were humiliated. These girls were about to receive the humiliation of their life.
Shea pressed play on the boom box and the girls scrambled to get in their places. Shea always made them practice right before the teacher comes. It shows off her leadership skills and that is something the teacher loved to see. Cee Lo Green's hit song Crazy blared from the stereo. They began the song off سے طرف کی putting one foot in front of the other in a slow jazzy way. Then they began some real dancing سے طرف کی twirling, lifting their foot in the air, and then throwing themselves on the floor only to land in a split. Shea added some of her own things when it came to dancing.
Shea had them rehearsing that a thousand times. When Ms. Kerr finally came in, the girls were huffing and puffing and out of breathe. This is what winners feel like.
Derek sat in his manager's office. Derek had been in that office for about three hours discussing the new songs. His manager, Don, was in a spectacular mood which he was always in when it came to maki money. "Ok, Derek baby, how about آپ get started on those songs soon and then we can finally do some concerts."
"Don, baby," Derek کہا mocking Don's tone. "The songs are finished, آپ just don't like any of them."
Don was quiet for a moment. It gave Derek a smug attitude. "Then آپ gotta perform for that school of yours and introduce some of your new material. If they like it then fine but if not," Don trailed off. Derek got the hint.
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