Sitting in class, I begin to grow bored. I turn and begin to talk to Adam, the guy next to me, blocking out Mrs.Morris. It's just 7th grade, and it's just social studies, a topic I have absolutely NO interest in. Besides, Adam's fun to talk to.
"So did you hear about Natalie?" I ask, half listening to the teacher still, in case I hear my name.
"You mean how she ran away from home?" He asks, eyeing me closely with his brown eyes. He pushes his glasses back into place, and brushes his blonde hair out of his face. He's a good friend, likes to hide and pretend he hates drama, but he really does love to gossip.
I fake smile and nod. "Well that's a yes." I tease, while I fidget and tap my foot impulsively. My leather boots click on the floor and I almost wince as I remember the fact that I almost can't fit in the knee-high boots 'cause of my calves. I brush it off and pretend to be confident, brushing my brown straight hair behind my ear. God I wish I had curly hair...
Before Adam could respond with some friendly sarcasm, something hit my arm. I looked over my shoulder and heard a pencil hit the ground, CLACK. It didn't take me long to figure out who did it. It was quite obvious, really. Looking up at my best friend Sarah, who was in direct line of sight, I purr with held in laughter.
I love her so much, and I still can't help but look at her with envy. She is skinny, has giant boobs, curves, thin but strong legs, and a nice butt. I am so jealous. She even has a boyfriend who likes everything about her. She has everything. Popularity, looks, and the attitude to pull it all off. She has no shame, and so much pride. But she should, she deserves it.
As I do this, I don't let Sarah see how I look at her. Everyone thinks I'm just as confident as Sarah. Boy, they are wrong. I continue to hide what I am thinking, sticking my tongue out at Sarah when she looks over at me. She rolls her eyes, turns, and shuns me. She does that all the time, it's how she plays around.
Actually giggling this time, I turn back to Adam and smile at him. He's seen us do this a lot, so he just raises his eyebrow then laughs. "You two are probably the craziest pair I've ever seen." He says, looking at his work. "Darn it Laura! I've barely gotten anything done because of you!" He teases, looking at me. That friendly tint in his brown eyes shows, and I know he's in a playful mood.
"Gee, I'm sorry." I say, mockingly. "Maybe you should pay attention next time." I grin, crossing my arms.
Adam fakes a gape of shock, and then pretends to be hurt. "It's not my fault..." He says, making his chocolate brown eyes wide and sad.
Seeing him make the puppy-dog eyes at me, I glare back. "Adam stop it! You know that's my only weakness!" I say, slightly louder now. Looking away, I pretend to be upset. "Don't do that, it makes me feel baaaaaddd!" I groan quietly, actually trying now.
When I look back at him, I see that his face has fallen, like he actually believes I'm upset. I take the opportunity and continue to fake it, and after a couple times of him looking broken, I finally give in. "Fine, you win. Jerk." I tease, leaning across the isle and pushing his shoulder gently.
I turn to my work, realize I have a basically blank page, and chuckle. I close my notebook as I look at the time. 10:05... Three minutes left. I think. So I just close my eyes listen to my own breathing, feel the sound of my heart beat calmly and slowly in my chest.
I nearly leap out of my seat as my eyes shoot open in response to sudden noise. I see the class standing and grabbing their stuff, and so I grab my stuff off my desk and run over to Sarah, doing a little teasing salute to Adam as I go. Dashing up behind Sarah on silent toes, I tickle her sides, hitting the perfect spot just like I do every time.
Sarah leaps forward, squealing. "Laura!" She barks at me as she turns around. I grin wickedly and then slip into the crowd, vanishing off towards my class. I do this to her all the time, it's amazing she hasn't stopped me. A stupid smile still on my face, I go on with the rest of my day.