How we met~

First day of my second trimester of my second year at high school. What a drag! I mean seriously, everyone thinks I'm a [1]dyke because I freaking have this grunge style going. Well sorry if I don't look like a proper woman to you!

The teacher let us sit where ever we wanted, so I sat in the back where no one can see me. There was one desk next to me, so I hoped no one sat next to me.

RING!

There's the bell, everyone will be coming now. Damn it. The teacher came rushing in. 'That's professional' I thought. The teacher came in and started with a 'Hello, nice to see you again, and a history lesson.'

In the middle of the lesson, a boy in with blond hair and green eyes came in. He also got the teacher's attention. The teacher spoke,

"Excuse me sir-!?"

"Arthur Kirkland."

"Excuse me Mr, Kirkland, why are you late? "

"No reason."

"DETENTION!NO TAKE YOUR SEAT!"

Did I forgot to mention this teacher was tough teacher, who took no ones crapola.

"Where?"

"Next to Ms._"

The boy name Arthur looked everywhere until he spotted an empty seat. He sat next to me. Throughout the lesson he would yawn or make some sort of disturbing noise. Then finally the teacher gave up,

"Arthur, please tell me how do you feel about school?"

"Well I don't care about history~"

He sang.

He sang.

He sang.

Hey might as well make high school fun. I continued,

"Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school"

He continued.

"'Cause that's not where I wanna be"

"Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school"

"I just wanna have some kicks, I just wanna get some chicks,"

"Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school"

"Well the girls out there knock me out, you know"

"Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school"

"Cruisin' around in my GTO"

"Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school"

"I hate the teachers and the principal,Don't wanna be taught to be no fool"

Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school"

Fun fun rock'n'roll high school,Fun fun rock'n'roll high school"

Fun fun rock'n'roll high school,Fun fun, oh baby"

"MR. ARTHUR KIRKLAND!MS._!Both of you detention!"

When no one was looking we gave each other an high-five.

Little did I know, we just became best friends.

[1]Yeah, for a month, I was dared to dress like a punk,and people thought I was...

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