Ballet~~~
God i hate this class
I walked into ballet class with tense shoulders and walked over to the changing room. This seemed to e the only class i didn't have with Matt and when the thought of Matt with a Tutu on I laughed to myself another girl with brown hair walked in.
"Hey there!" she called in her high pitched voice
"Hi!" I smiled and cringed at her shrill voice.
Another girl walked in and ignored us both and asked, "who's stuff is in my locker?" she flipped her platinum blond hair back and motioned to my bag hanging in the small locker.
"Oh!" I said smiling, "that's mine! If you want me to-"
"Move it now." she growled.
"Problems much?" I said and she looked like she was about to bite my head off.
"Theres a locker over there." she motioned to one in a corner," by now other girls had filtered in and I had changed into my shorts and a tanktop.
"Well you can have that one" I motioned back as I put my hair in a ponytail.With that i shut my locker placed the code in and walked out.
Great my first day in this class and the school bitch already hates me, mission accomplished. i smiled and stretched.
"Hi there again!" the high pitched girl exclaimed, " I'm Mona!"
atleast one nice person here...
"I'm May!" I beamed at her, "who was that`"
"That was me and learn to talk about people more Conceitedly." the platimum girl stated.
Mona mouthed, "thats sasha..ain't she a beeeeoch?" I laughed at this. Mona was kinda slow but I liked her.
I heard Sasha from across the room
"I heard she uses fake hair and dy-" This time I interrupted her.
"Not as fake as you!~" I smiled sweetly.
