I had to go back to math? Really?

Everyone was going to stare at me from my past flipout. I was so embaressed with myself.

Dale wasn’t. He walked into the math room proudly….even wearing his lucky scarf. His thoughts made me feel so happy. I think this was a good thing. So much pressure off my shoulders now. I’ll have to thank Bree then.

Besides, he didn’t have to worry. I knew I was going to be the one being stared at, no matter how much neon he wears.

We walked into the room.

And 27 pairs of eyes were looking at me.

Such a weirdo.

Yes! Finally someone has realized how annoying Bianca is. And someone told her off! I officially love Bree.

Dale….he-he’s gay? No. No no no. This isn’t fair.

Well, although the flipout was weird….she was speaking of the truth at least. And….well…Bree is even hotter when she’s pissed. Seth exclaimed.

I made it back to my seat, face bright red, and shoved it into my math book. What no one saw was me smile shyly from Seth’s thought.