Crestfallen

The class I dreaded the most - social studies.

School's way to force you to learn about some ancient civilization from centuries ago that everyone secretly knows will have no relevance in the future.

I hesitantly opened the door and it opened with a creak. I've never skipped class before, but the idea had planted itself in my mind.

I wandered into the classroom and lost myself in thought.

How does that milkshake and fry thing work? I mean, I understand the sweet and salty appeal, but it's a milkshake. And a fry. I cannot comprehend the complexity of the mixture.

I took a seat in the back row and kept thinking.

What if someone ate their pizza from the sides? There's no safe place to hold onto! Either the greasy cheese or the hard bottom. Sure, they could hold onto the crust, but then the other side would droop.

The shrill of the bell pierced the air and students took their seats. Mme. Kingston started droning on about a topic that no one gave a hoot about and I looked around.

Why wasn't anyone else sitting in the back row?

Suddenly, the door bursted open, revealing two boys. Chris and Liam. With a silent groan, I remembered that only they sat back here. I was too caught up in my head to remember. They strolled in and looked right at me before sharing a smirk. I shut my eyes and prayed, please don't sit here, please God, I'm truly a nice person. I swear I'll do well in school, never curse, never break the law...

Of course they say beside me. I was sandwiched in between them actually. They were the multi-grain bread slices and I was the lettuce. You see, the rows were 5 X 6. Six seats going forwards, and five across. Of course, instead of sitting beside each other like they usually would, they decided to make me uncomfortable like this.

in school, I will curse, and

one, but I'll follow

a pencil?" Chris asked from beside me, smirking. I turned to face him and

one. His eyes narrowed at me before

you have an extra pencil?" Liam asked from beside me, full on smiling. I almost shielded

Jeremy has it." I huffed, facing the front. They left me alone for

die to say the least. I was not an athletic person.

before exiting the change room. I wished Macy and I had P.E together. Unfortunately, she's in some sort of

of the boys in the corner of the gym. I crossed my arms and walked over to the bleachers, taking a seat. Occasionally, one of them would look over at me and

were sketchers, but hey,

boys in her spandex shorts

finger. She grabbed Jeremy's bicep and obviously complimented him on them as she squeezed them.

for thanksgiving their prayers are like this: 'Dear Lord, I am thankful for all the ladies around the world with butt's like Nicki Minaj's and boobs

thoughts to notice a presence beside me. "Casey, right?" They asked me. I shook my head

at the boy. "Oh, hey James." I'm not going to lie, being around the

spoke, his voice deep like the

confuses me." I admitted sheepishly. He just grinned at

mean I can

you can sit." I blushed profusely and looked away shyly. He sat down