It was near the end of first period for Zoey in the most boring history class that she had ever been in. The teacher, Mrs Mead, was droning on and on about the first world war in the most annoying voice possible. She didnt even attempt to try and make the class less painful, she just read out infromation from the front and told you to copy it down. Then she would ask questions after. Long, boring questions. Luckily  for Zoey some of her new freinds were in this class with her because if they werent she would have probably killed herslef by now, ten times over. In middle school even if a class was horrible she would sit down, try her hardest to concentrate and write down anything that was on the board just so she knew it. She would try. But now, just like Luke and Louise, she was doing nothing. She had her book open but it was on a completely blank page. There was a pen on the desk but it was broken and had been for a long time. This was only so the teacher wouldnt realise that she was doing nothing if she looked over and wouldnt call Zoey out on it. Zoey and Luke sat in the back right corner of the room and Louise sat in the chair infront of both of them. They had been talking and whispering for the entire hour, none of the information had soaked in. The conversation was usually about other people, like that complete bitch Marchele on the other side of the room or the biggest drama queen ever, Amelia. This carried on until the intercom sounded. Everyone went quiet, waiting for something exciting or for their name to be called so they could leave the god awful class. For Zoey, that was the case. 

She let out a quiet [color=f49ac2]"Yes!" [/color]And looked to her freinds who were both a mix of jealous and being in awe of her. She reached down to the side of her chair, grabbed her bag and swung it over her shoulder before she went to turn and leave. Just as she did, Luke leaned back in his chair and blocked her path. The teacher had started talking again so the room was filled with her loud, annoying voice. He whispered to her. [color=8dc73f]"Your still coming  afterschool, right? I'd hate it if you werent there". [/color]She quickly nodded, [color=f49ac2]"Yeah. I wouldnt miss it". [/color]She said. He nodded and leaned foward, letting her through. [color=8dc73f]"Make sure you dont, I'll be dissapointed if you do".[/color] Zoey smiled and nodded, walking behind him and out from behind the desks. Just as she turned to walk down the aisle and leave, she felt something firm hit her behind. Her eyes opened wide and she blushed hard, turning around to see that Luke had smacked her ass. [color=f49ac2]"Luke!"[/color] She whispered, suprised but not particularly annoyed. [color=8dc73f]"See you later".[/color] He smirked. She shook her head in mock dissapointment before smiling at him and rushing out of class. Boys will be boys, and she wasnt about too get mad and ruin her freindship with them all over one guy slapping her ass. Besides, didnt that mean she must have looked [i]good [/i]to get that kind of attention? From Luke and Daniel? A tiny flicker of confidence emerged from inside her. She was proud.

She practically ran down the school halls between lockers with her bag over her shoulder as she tried to get too the office as fast as possible. Luckily, she hadnt ran into any 'hall moniters' or teachers on her way and so she had a quick run too the office. When she got there, she was expecting to see Sophie and an upset Olivia. Instead she saw Kylie and a perfectly normal Olivia. Oh. [color=f49ac2]"What's going on?" [/color]She asked as she stopped running and slowed it too a walk, making her way over too her sisters. She eyed her older and younger sister suspiciously, not quite sure if something had actually happened. 

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