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Kable walked across the campus

Isis sat in the grass working on her algebra. She saw a boy walking.

He put his lacrosse gear on and walked to the shooting field.

Just another stupid jock thats gonna pay her double to do his home work. she thought

Kable looked at the goal. He wound up and ripped side arm. It knocked the goal over. He adjusted the wait to hold it down so it would be heavier on the right

Layla sat under a tall tree, music blasting in her ears from her iPod. Her black leather jacket fit snugly around her. She sat with her eyes closed, oblivious to the world around her. Her stark white hair with electric blue streaks falling over her face.

Kable kept shooting at the goal. Finally he decided to leave. He took off his gear and did his homework

She finished her algebra and went on to her english homework

Kable looked at his science. He finished it with ease

she got up and went to get a shake

Kable got up and headed to the deli

she got a shake and sat down.

Layla opened her eyes. Bad idea, the sun was so bright she had to wait a couple seconds to adjust. When she did, she realized she was hungry. She patted her pockets to see if she had any money. Bingo she thought as she pulled out a twenty. She stood and walked over to a corner where a deli and an ice cream sat side by side. She stood there, debating between actual food, and delicious food.

Zamora looked at her music sheet and sang quietly. Don't stop believing, she thought and decided to get some water. Uh oh, Zamora thought and sighed. Just some preps who are desperate to get a boy, she thought as she saw Isis, Layla, and Kable. She lower her eyes and asked for a bottle.

(hey! hurtful!)

((sorry she doesnt understand you!))
Zamora cleared her throat and sang a quiet note so the preps wont hear and either be like "eww ue singing is like like eww!" or maybe "ur such a loser!"

(not a prep. a sereous geek. and that would be the single worst (in a stupid way) rude comment ever.)

((well sorry but Zamora doesn't understand people if u understand what she's been thru...))
Zamora walked away

The bell rang and Zamora quickly powerwalked to class

Isis went to History.

Zamora entered the class and hid her face as everyone did the usual crap.

Sloane walked into the doorway of class and knocked on the frame of the door.She slung the bag over her shoulder.

((And Layla is not dressing like a prep, she's wearing a black leather jacket and has blue streaks in her hair!))

Layla sighed and bought a soda and some chips. She downed the chips in a heartbeat and threw the bag away. She walked back outside and looked at her watch. Shoot, She thought. Lunch was over and she was going to be late for class. Grabbing her dark brown, suade over the shoulder bag, she hurried off to class. The teacher gave her a dirty look as she entered, but she ignored it and took her seat in the way back.

The teacher let her in and she took a seat in the back of the class. She took out a notebook and started doodling.

((sorry but just letting everyone know Zamora thinks everyone's a prep...its her past everyone thinks she's a big loser including the teachers and her parents so she can be harsh sometimes..))
Zamora noticed a prep doodling and sighed. She might've shown her art work, but I can't show everyone my voice.

Kable sat down late
"You are late, Mr. Kable."
"Shut up, Mclaughthlin."

((>:O))

((I am not! A GAY FISH!)

((CAN U READ MY OTHER COMMENT PLEASE???THANKS))

(wah? Explain in, the language of say wah?))

((Everyone thinks Zamora is a little loser so she thinks harsh to others))
Class began and Zamora daydreamed about singing in front of the entire school

(oh)
Kable noticed a girl next to him

((who girl?))

(zamora)

((Oh ok))
Zamora felt watched and looked to the right. She raised an eyebrow

He shook hid head and looked through his backpack. He found his soda. He drank it then put it on the desk behind him

Zamora rolled her eyes and took notes.

For some reason she liked Kable. No, Zamora thought. Im not letting him fool me! She remembered the last bf she got and found out he made out with another girl in front of her.

Layla's headphones blasted in her ears, it must've been obvious because suddenly they were yanked out and the room was filled with Three Days Grace. She quickly turned it off as the teacher glared down at her. She glared right back. He sighed.
"Ms. Jones you know you cannot bring these items to class." He said reffering to her iPod.
"Never stopped me before." She growled under her breath.
"No, it certainly hasn't." He said with an attitude, she understood quite well.
"Whatever." She mumbled as he walked back to the front of the class and began teaching again.

Zamora looked at Lthe teacher and mumbled."Seriously?"
The teacher looked at her. "Is there something you would like to say?"
Zamora blushed. "nothing sir."

Layla smirked. She was sitting directly behind the girl(Zamora) who spoke out, even if was only one word. She could tell that this girl was quiet, so it must've taken some nerve for her talk back like that.

Zamora felt watched and put her hand to her cheek for support. She wished she would just sing in her room. As the bell rang she packed her stuff.

Kable decided to flip his knife. He pulled it out and threw it up and down

Zamora saw Kable and yelled. "Put that down idiot!"

Layla slung her bag over her shoulder and started walking near the door when she saw something shiny flick by her peripheral vision. She turned and saw that loser who screamed at the teach from earlier tossing a knife up and down. Wow, I guess he didn't get any of the brains in the family. She thought to herself. She smirked, waiting for him to hurt himself.

Zamorakicked Kable in the leg and made him lose his knife. "God how old are you, 7?" and gave the knife to her teacher.

((? k forget wat i said b4 then))
Zamora sighed and simply walked away.

"When I was in the Mafia yes."

(mafia? What the ef? Pardon my French Sarah.)

Layla scowled at him. He must think he's sooo cool. She thought as she looked through narrowed eyes.