Man! I need to find a seat or else I’m going to look even stupider. Finally I found an empty seat where two girls sat behind me. One of the girls have blond curly hair (and I mean extremely curly hair) with green like eyes while the other one had brown, wait, scratch that, I mean brunet hair that's long, and I couldn’t tell the rest of her features since her head was down. I turned my head around and copied the warm-up and the agenda.
Then I realized I was being watched. I looked up to find a girl was staring at me. I felt very uncomfortable. I looked behind me. It looked like the girl with brunet hair fell asleep.
As she picked her head up I noticed she had hazel eyes that looked like they were sparkling and she gave me a kind smile. I freaked out and turned around and finished writing the warm-up. Something about her seems familiar, but I can't remember what. “All right class, for this project you can have a partner or a group. Oh, um, we seem to have a new student in our district, ah yes, um, Erick Nightly, sorry I mean Erick Knightly, how clumsy of me.” said Ms. Garcia. That's when the girls started giggling.
I turned around and saw the girl with brunet hair wasn't giggling like the others. We stared at each other for awhile. She really had pretty hazel eyes. I looked away; when I did, I made sure I wasn't drooling I really need to stay away from girls for awhile. “Settle down class! Now get in a group or get a partner.” said Ms. Garcia.
Oh crap! I hope that girl doesn't ask me to be her partner. “Want be my partner?” I was going to say no but since it's a dude I said, “Sure.” He looked happy. He had black hair, and green eyes that looked like cat eyes and he was in good shape maybe a football player who knows but I’m guessing that he might be popular.
Who knows? “Alright class, you will be making a skit. This will be due on, well, if today is August 23, then you should turn it in and present it on September 23,” said Ms. Garcia, “Don't just sit there, go on, get to work!” So my partner and I got to work. “By the way, my name is Sebastian Miller.” he said. I said, “I was going to ask you that question. I guess I don't have to tell you mine.”
He flipped his hair since he had long bangs. I snuck some glances at the girl with the brunet hair. She had a slim body, very long hair down to her waist, and she looks very pale as if she was dead or sick really. Well, as I was saying. “So what are we going to do?” I said.
“Well, I don't know, we could...umm something...funny or scary, that way we could scare the girls.” he said with a flip of his hair. “Um, okay, like what...I’d rather do a funny one; my mom would kill me if I scared a girl.” I said. “Hey, who's the girl next to the one with extremely curly hair?” I asked. “Um, that girl, she's fine, isn't she?” said Sebastian. I said, “Yeah she is.”
He said, “Her name is Megan, she plays the piano and the violin, head cheerleader (which is weird cause she's not that preppy) single just broke-up with her boyfriend, she’s hot, the most popular girl at school (I should know cause I'm popular as well) and you, my friend, have what it takes to be popular. Why don't you eat lunch with us?” he said with a flip of his hair. I didn't know what to say except, “Yeah, of course I'll sit with you.” He said, “Good. Now, what else would you like to know?” I said, “Um, nothing, I'm good.”