Break Away- Part 4

Break Away- Part 4

A Story by EmilyNixon.

          We were rushing to get to school. Well, I was at least. Bill was to worried about drenching his hair in hairspray. You could not get that boy out the bathroom for nothing. Not even if the house was on fire! “Come on Bill! We’re going to be late!” I said as I walked out the house. “Oh shut up, Tom! I’m coming! We have to wait for Gustav and Georg anyway!” “Yeah, but they aren’t as slow as you, Bill!” then he threw his hairspray bottle at me. “Oww!” “Stop complaining!”

          We were waiting at the corner for Georg and Gustav. We were only a few blacks away from the school. “I wish they would hurry up.” Bill said leaning against the light pole. “Be lucky I don’t have a frying pan to hit you with, Bill.” I said rolling my eyes at him. “Look here they come now.”

          Georg and Gustav came walking up to us. Now bill can shut up. “Bill was having a cow!” I said to them. “Stop bragging, Tom.” Bill said as he hit the back of my head. “I’m not bragging. I never brag!” I said defending myself. “Yeah, that’s a lie.” Georg said. “Okay, maybe I brag a little.” I said. “A little?” they all said in unison. “Okay, okay. Can we go now?” I asked while I picked up my backpack. “Anything you want your majesty.” Bill said putting his backpack on his back.

          We were walking onto the campus of Salem Schloss Private Boarding School. “I see a whole bunch of hotties. Hey ladies.” I said while I was winking and waving at them. The just rolled their eyes at me. “What? I can’t get any love?” “Calm down lover boy.” I heard Bill say from behind me. “It’s just the first day of school.” He said patting my back. “Oh, shut up Bill.” I said laughing.

          All of a sudden, some lady starting to introduce her self. She said she was the principal of the school. Her name was Mrs. Frosch. She was telling us that there is a meeting later in the day about the rules and stuff. She also told us were to find our schedules.

          After I got my schedule, I noticed three cuties about fifteen feet away. “Hey guys, I found treasure!” I said walking over to the guys. “Look!” I said pointing to them. “I call dibs on the blonde.” I said. “I call dibs on the brunette with the blue streak.” Georg said. “What about you Bill?” “You guys are sick. They are not pieces of meat!” Bill said. “Let’s just go find our rooms.” Bill said as he grabbed his stuff and started to walk away. 

© 2010 EmilyNixon.


My Review

Would you like to review this Story?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

90 Views
Added on April 3, 2010
Last Updated on April 3, 2010

Author

EmilyNixon.
EmilyNixon.

Nashville, TN



About
My name is Emily. I love to write stories and poems. I never copy write and or never will. I think it is useless and that you should always write from your heart! i write because it releases my mind w.. more..

Writing