I frown before gathering my things and bolting after her, catching her at her locker, "Don't leave me like that, kid. I'm not that bad to have around."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I lead her to the gym and kiss her temple before splitting with her to head into the boy's locker room. Changing, I stuff my bag in a locker and head back out to the bleachers, waiting for her.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I change, hating these uniforms, and tie the shirts up so you can see my stomach. I keep the shorts the way they are and walk out, sitting next to Alex on the bleachers with a smile.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sigh, the coach looking at me, "Untie you're shirt."
I shake my head, "I'm good."
He gives me the evil stare and I stare at him back, chuckling, "Get down here," He points to the spot next to him. I roll my eyes before standing and making my way down the bleachers.
Oh god. Hah. This is gonna be funny...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sigh and make a deep breath standing next to the coach with arms crossed.
"See this girl?" He looks at everyone, "She is a bad influence."
I smile at everyone and the boys all whistle, the girls laughing. The coach blows his whistle for everyone to shut up and I lose my smile, "Go outside to the track and run a mile. Now."
I roll my eyes, "But I--"
"Now."
I sigh and push through the doors, swearing repeatedly.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
