The rest of Advanced Functions was pretty boring. Our teacher taught us stuff we pretty much already knew and would scan the class like she was looking for someone. She always kept smiling. She had this big smile on.

"Miss. Kent?"

"Huh?" I ask confused.

"Do you know the answer to the question?" Miss. Quinzell asked me.

"What was the question again?" I ask grimacing at my own question.

She sighs "I asked you if you knew the Pythagorean Theorem? This isn't kindergarten." she stated laughing. By the way that is like the most annoying laugh on the planet. "Well?"

"Ummmm... "a" squared plus "b" squared equals "c" squared." I answer sighing.

"Yes. Thank you for your consideration in listening to my lesson." she says rolling her eyes. Wow she has sass. Finally the bell rings bringing me out of my misery.

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I was waiting by the sidewalk because my mom said she was going to pick me up. It has been 15 minutes and I was getting annoyed. It was no surprise, my mom was always rushing.

"Are you gonna get in or just stand there thinking?" My mom asked irritated.

"Oh, I didn't even notice you there." I said a bit confused on how I didn't even notice her pull up.

"So how was your first day?" She asked driving out of the parking lot. I really need my own license.

"Good. I knew most of the stuff they taught me." I reply

"Chris, it's the first day of school. I didn't expect much." she says laughing. "Meet anyone?"

"I met a girl named Liz and a guy named Rick. Plus his annoying friend Johnny." I said.

"Someone was friendly today." She said smiling making me shake my head.

"There was this one teacher though. She was a bit weird and annoying." I said

"That's weird." my mom said clearly not understanding what I said.

We got home and walked into the house. We ate dinner talked about our days and then I did homework.

I fell to sleep kinda excited for tomorrow.

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It was gym and I was excited to show off. I know it was prideful, but I was ready.

"Ok guys we're gonna play some classic dodge ball." our gym coach said. All the girls groan and the guys cheer. "Okay I need team captains." she said. Why is everyone is this school confirming every stereotype? It's worse than Glee.

"I'll be one." Rick said and all the guys immediately start asking Rick to pick them.

"Me too." I said smiling knowing I can kick this kids butt. No one cheered except Liz and she quickly stopped when everyone stared at her.

"Okay ladies first." our gym coach said. Finally someone with some class. We finally chose all our teammates and we get to our sides.

"Go!"

Chaos happens. I decide to stay off at the side until the end and wait. Hopefully everyone will underestimate the new girl.

What! All my guys are out, wow they were helpful. It was just me left so I walked into the middle. Johnny, a guy- who I think is named Dillon, and Rick were left, great. Dillon throws the ball at me and I catch it easily. My team starts taunting Dillon. Johnny throws the ball at me but I couldn't reach it so I dodge it.

Now both of them were on my side. I pick the dodge balls up and aim at Johnny he dodges the first one and the second one hits him square in the face making him fall down. I burst out laughing with the rest of my team although some girls gave me dirty looks. Stereotypes, do I get an eye roll?

"Bring it on." Rick said making me smirk. The dodge balls had rolled back to my side so I start throwing them at him. He dodged them so easily. Now they were on his side, he picks them up and throws one at me softly so I tried to catch it. I didn't want to jump afraid I would start to fly in all the intensity. I was just about to catch it when the other ball hits my stomach hard.

I fall to my knees because the wind had been knocked out of me. Rick walks up to me and gives me his hand.

"That is like the easiest trick in the book!" he says

"Wow you know how to make someone feel better." I replied sarcastically making him chuckle.

"Hey Rick, you did really good." I girl said smiling a little to hard. She had blonde hair in a pony tail and was caked in make-up. This was the definition of cliché. Like a bad boy straddling a motorcycle cliché.

"Thanks Brooke." he said smiling, kinda making me jealous. Why, I don't even like him. I met him yesterday are you stupid Chris.

"Chris?" Rich said waving a hand in front of my face.

"Huh?" I said confused. He started to laugh. "What?" I asked.

"You were obviously jealous." he said smirking.

"No I wasn't!" I exclaimed. Is he a mind reader?

"Sure." he said making me fume. "I have this effect on ladies."

"If making them double over in pain is your definition of having an effect on them, you really need to re-think it." The bell went off and has saved me again.

"Ahhh your lucky this time, but the bell can't always save you." he said smiling. He's so full of himself.

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I had ridden the bus home this time and I sat with Liz. She is so fun we sorta talked about well... everything. She's an only child and lives with her mom. Her hair is naturally blonde, but she likes red.

I was so tired when I got home that I just did homework and went to bed.

I went to sleep smiling because tomorrow was my seventeenth birthday!

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