A few secend later after throwing the fire alarm on the flooor and stomping on it,....and made a rain dance around it like I was wanting rain. I ran to sally to see if she was ok from talll the crazy s**t the guys did to us within a day. " You ok?" I rudded sally's back to make her stop shaking. "Yaaaa, I me-a-n a-h " unable to finish here words out of truma she just witnessed. " Oh, sally, please doon't cry please. " I have her a hug to see if it worked. after a few minutes of tears and calming down we grabed are back-pacls and set off to are first calss. It was.....Art class and we had to scetch a nude. As always Sally never really minded, she just enjoyed the view because it was always a hot guy who would pose for the class. We chose esals ((sp?)) right next to eeang other so we could sketch toegther. But, just are luck, it was John who posed for are art class. Out of all the cute guys in are universty, it had to be him. I mean him. As always, I never was suprised, but this time I was and almost cryed knowinghe was ruining my life. "Stupid son of a b***h." I said so I and Sally could only say. " Sabrina,..............We are in deep s**t." she tryed to hold on her tears. He came in with a towel reapped around his waste then took it off and posed just as are artist pofessor told him too. After getting to the pose he said something..........aka sally and I. "Oh, I would like to donate me love of art for those two wounder ladies in the very back row in the corner." he said and grined. Oh, are two faces turning bright red from everything. Why? Why? us? All the girls talking about how much they hate us because he knew us and because he had a hot body. Oh, How I wanted my life to end there. But it got worse minute after minute.
 DrUNk_OvER_liFE · Wed Dec 12, 2007 @ 01:36am · 2 Comments |
