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The bell rang and Hazel walked from homeroom to her locker. She was walking along and she saw a emo-ish looking boy sitting beside her locker. She looked at him with a smile and waved hello as she opened her locker.

Hazel grabbed her Home Ec books and a pencil and walked to class. She just walked in when the bell ran and she hurried to her seat in the back.

Blythe walked down the hallway and stopped infront of her locker, she was wearing sweatpants and a baggy tshirt tied up in the back and had her hair up in a ponytail really messily which looked amazing on her though.

Blake hopped down the stairs towards his locker , he forgot his science text book, again.. He felt light on his feet today , pushing his hair out of his face , trying to make it atleast presentable. Sighing at his failed attempt for good hair, he left it ruffled as he huffed walking towards his locker.

Blythe looked over as she felt someone brush against her and saw Blake. She looked away and took her science text book out and closed her locker walking by Blake 'accidentally' bumping his shoulder, just because he had to her.

hazel swung her legs back and forth, humming to her self and waiting for the teacher to stop talking. Todays class seemed to take FOREVER. the last half an hour of class the teacher let them make whatever food they wanted. hazrl decided to make sugar cookies.

Blake shrugged away awkwardly and made a grunting noise smiling , "Ow.." He muttered grinning at Blythe , "That hurt." He joked , fiddling with his lock.

the bell rang and hazel went to her locker. she saw Blake there and yelled out "HEY BUMFAAACE!" and laughed.

Blake turned his head and noticed, well I missed first period .. "HEY DUMBSHIT!" He laughed , grabbing his math text book and binder and shut the locker door slamming his hand in the door, He's a bit of a clutz.. then turned to wave at Hazel.

"Want some of my sugar cookies clutz?" she laughed.

Blake glared and took a cookie from her , "I would thank you." He muttered quietly, nibbling at the cookie trying to to laugh and break his 'Mad' look.

"I spit on that one.." she giggled.

Blake coughed up the cookie slightly , spitting all over the floor, "Hazel!" He shouted , knitting his eyebrows together. "Meaner.." he coughed again spitting out the cookie.

"I was kidding! would I do something like that to you? gooosh!" she said.

Blake almost choked out a laugh , "I don't know.. Would you?" he said , raising a brow looking sarcastic

"I wouldnt' do that to my bestfriend!"

Blythe rolled her eyes and walked down the hall, she didn't talk to anyone or do anything with anyone. She was very anti-social and she didn't have any friends.

Hazel opened her locker and put her cookies and home ec books away. she decided she didn't want to go to second period today. Instead of going to class she went to the library to read.

Blake sighed and headed towards his math class , he didn't like math, but he was good at it. Well.. Define good? Anyways, He headed down the hallway sluggishly , yawning loudly.

Blythe ran into Blake by accident going into Math class, "Watch it" She muttere

Hazel walked into the library and sat in the far corner by the windows. She pulled out her book and started reading.

Blake stumbled back a step then glared at Blythe , "Sorry.." he grunted and walked around her sighing.

Blythe looked at him and then looked away, "Sorry" She whispered and walked to the back of the class sitting in the very back seat

Blake shrugged and walked into class , throwing his binder and such. He seated quickly and yawned, He didn't sleep much last night. To much work on his assignments.

Blythe took her homework out of her binder and put it on the corner of her desk waiting for the teacher to pick it up.

Blake flipped open his binder , grabbing out his assignment. Sheepishly walking or rather.. speed walking to the teachers desk, to drop off his work.

Blythe put her head down onto her desk and thought about Rorey, his birthday was coming up. She needed to write a letter for him.

Blake slid back to his seat , turning to start talking to some of his other classmates. He wasn't all in the mood for math this morning.

Blythe took out a piece of paper and started to write the letter for Rorey, everyone was staring at her

Blake stared at the clock intently , trying to make it go faster.
"Don't hurt yourself." One of the boys laughed from behind him.
"Shut up." Blake laughed turning back to the group he was talking to.

Blythe stood up and started to walk past Blake and his friends when one stuck out there leg and made Blythe fall. She tripped and fell flat on her face, her not flying out from her hands. Blake's friend walked right over her and took the note from the floor and read it, he laughed and shared it with his friends then crouched down beside Blythe, "What's this for huh? Your little boyfriend?"

Blake stared in utter horror of what his friends were doing. "Hey Guys-" He began to say , only they cut him off. Reading the note aloud.

Blythe's eyes started watering, she didn't want to cry but they were messing with her personal life and that wasn't in fact cool.

Blake could see Blythe was starting to cry , so he snatched the note and gave it back. "Cmon guys , Like it matters.." He sighed , putting his hand down to help her up.

Blythe took his hand and got up, "Thanks" She said grabbing the letter and running out of the classroom bawling her eyes out, she was just so fragile and sensitive.

Blake sighed and waved a 'your welcome' to the girls back. He looked at his friends in disgust. "That was wrong..." He said , still in shear horror of the rude things they had just done.

Blythe sat in the stall of the girls bathroom until first period was over, once it was she walked out and stuffed the letter in her locker putting up her hood. She had just realized that she had left her notebook in the math classroom and the door would be locked by now.

Blake walked out of class , but noticed a notebook and took it before his friends could have a good look through it. Stuffing it into his backpack, he walked sluggishly to his locker , putting his other books away , and his bag. He had gym next so no point in bringing his bookbag.

Blythe walked to her locker which was right beside Blake's, she wiped her red eyes with her sleeve and opened up her locker.

Hazel sighed and put her book away. She got up and walked slowly to her locker.

Blake sighed , and frowned seeing Blythe so upset, and of course.. Their lockers are RIGHT beside eachother..
"I'm sorry for what my-.. Friends did." He frowned , shutting his locker to look over at her.

Blythe looked over at Blake slightly from the corner of her hood, "It's alright" She sniffled

Blake sighed again, knowing she didn't think so.
"No.. It's not, Seriously.. In my opinion , it was totally wrong, and cruel." He breathed softly , turning away leaning agaisn't his locker.

"Yeah, it actually was" Blythe said turning to face Blake entirely this time

Blake turned his head , hair falling across it. "I'd like to formally apologize for my friends Idiotcy. So in other words , I'll bribe you to feel better?" He joking smiled , making a motion of bowing and pulling out his wallet.

"I won't take your money" Blythe told him

Blake laughed , "Not my money , But perhaps an .. Embarrassing? Note of mine?" He pulled a note from his wallet that was folded about four times. "Hey, It's fair." He said , handing it to her.

"What's it about?" Blythe asked carefully taking it from him

"Well, It's about a girl. I really like, I was planning to give her this note. But then realized how stupid it sounded , and just stuck it in my wallet." Blake shrugged , then added "Oh and don't worry. It's recent."