The bell rings and I stand, gathering my things and looking at Faith, "Do you know where your locker is? Alex will meet you there, but I'll walk you if you don't remember."
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 her locker and find Alex not quite there yet. Confused, I shrug it off and find I'm somewhat relieved by that. I swivel the lock a few times before the numbers click in my mind, the lock springing loose, "There. 6-19-03. I've got to get going, but wait here for Alex. He probably got held back by a teacher or something. He'll be right by, I promise."
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 listen to Mr. Harving's lecture for the millionth time this year before being dismissed. Bored and slightly p*ssed at myself that I'd gotten in trouble again, I head to Faith's locker and flash a smile when I see her. God, I'm getting soft. Feels....itchy. I shake my thoughts off and kiss her cheek in greeting, wrapping an arm around her, "Sorry. Got held up. How was class?"
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 glance at him, sighing, "Horrible. I think I might just get pushed down to your level again..." I shake my head, "But enough about me. How was yours?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I flash a smile instead of being insulted like I would have been with anyone else, "Sucked. Usual. Got in trouble... not even sure what it was for either..."
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 smile, "If that's what you want. I don't really understand the level of Algebra I'm in... so I imagine it might not be any better than Calculus. But... I'm not as smart as my brother, who seems to enjoy doing work."
I shudder and set my chin on her shoulder.
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