The Project

he put his fist in the air and dropped his elbow saying quietly "Yessssss Free A" every girl gave a 'awwwww' hoping the teacher would pair a extra girl with me but im first out after everyones partnered up sitting beside each other there desks pulled to touch. the teacher she was younger only 24 and knew how our 16 year old minds worked, she paired each girl with there biggest crush, and then the lesbian couple together. she clapped and pulled a piece of her honey dew colored hair behind her ear saying "So All i want is for you guys to spend the whole month hanging out with each other, which means if you have class together you better be right beside each other you all have lunch at the same time i better see you sitting at the same table  and if you have different classes you better take turns walking each other to class!" she pointed to each group once before she finished her more of a warning then speech about sticking together. and to check to see your hanging together i want you to make a schedule of everything you do together, EVERYTHING! and ima need a paper explaining the biggest event of each day between you 2 so i better get a 31 page report plus im gonna need a calender and i want to hear a speech about you partner and how meeting them has changed your life. for the good or bad Ok Class is dismissed grab the criteria sheet and leave!" she set the pile of paper an moved as the bell rang and everyone, making sure to stay with there partners, left each grabbing a sheet. i waited and saw jacob leaving i pointed at him to show the teacher my jaw on the floor in shock. "Jacob saturday detention for 3 weeks for leaving your partner" he spun and looked at her his eyes darting toward me as i avoided eye contact and grabbed my sheet, dashing to meet up with him as we walked to our next class....silently him mumbling insults like, "Dumb s***s, retarded b*****s,gay a*s W****s" Obviously Talking about me and the teacher. "Sorry, get to class you'll be late and i gotta go potty" "Cool But Don't say Potty you sound like a 3 year old" he walked off as i ran into the bathroom to the first  stall tossing my head into the toilet and shoving my fingers down my throat instantly letting go of the breakfast i had eating 40 minutes ago, my throat and eyes stinging slightly. "almost Pretty" i whisper to myself, cleaning up and going to the mirror and lifting up my shirt to see my muffintop poking over my batman tutu. i slam my shirt back on the disgusting sight and grabbed my stuff leaving and telling the teacher i went to the bathroom she let me off with a warning and i got through the rest of the day ok with him we didn't really talk though. "Oh well its probably because im not pretty" i think to myself, hungry but not wanting to eat.

~Mikayla