I flash a smile at him and the bell rings for the last period of the day. Wow...We missed alot of classes... Sighing, I plan to just skip this class well. Ruby won't mind...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I remember being in the same class as one of the cheerleaders that I exposed myself to and shake my head, stuffing everything in my locker, "No. Where you wanna go?"
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
A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it. — Roald Dahl