*blah bolt you're not helping with my writer's block xD*
*maybe because I'm breaking the "write what you know" rule...I've never been the mean boy crazy girl nor hung out with one.*
Jazz~
I was astounded. I guess the guy was smarter than he looked. I changed my strategy. Maybe a slower less direct way would be smoother.
"I'm sorry, Mike. I guess I was mistaken. I'll stay here." I said, smiling a fake smile.
Mike shrugged and kept on eating his popcorn. I wanted to take one and fling it in his hair or something. I groaned. Maybe this is what Mamma was warning me about
On my own, I had to work to get my way. No one knew that my parents were filthy rich. Most people bowed down to me but I guess boarding school is going to be different.
But not too different.
I looked over at the other girls I assumed I would come to know soon. One was snogging, one was sitting by herself, and one looked like she just broke up with her boyfriend and was nearly crying.
I sneered to myself. Nope, not too different at all.
