《You And I》ƇӇƛƤƬЄƦ 3: Dixie Larrisa Clarkson
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aking sure that my yellow beetle was locked out properly and my bag strap was over my right shoulder, I walked towards the black entrance doors of Stecci High.
Pushing open the doors, I walked in with my bikers boot straight towards my locker 34.
You see I am not that friendly... Actually I never made that many friends, so that no one can interfere in my life.... Except-
"Di, rise and shine" Jessica back slapped me, almost shoving me into the locker.
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"Morning, Jes" I smiled, as I took out my wanted material from the locker and shoved in my car keys and jacket.
"How's the apartment?" She asked as we were now walking towards our first class, which apparently was Chemistry with Mr. Richard.
"It's nice thank you, pass my regards to your father" I politely smiled as we continued walking.
"No problem, really-" she was interrupted when her right arm hit someone.
"Whoa, there ladies" the pure deep voice spoke which belonged to a brunette boy with dark eyes and pale skin. His looks were of a player. He walked away after a wink with the three other boys.
Jessica's jaw hung on their last hinges, as she stood frozen watching the boys walking away.
I sighed "Jess, we are getting late for the class" I nudged her.
"Was.... that... Jonathan Black?" She whispered mostly to herself then to me.
Jonathan?.... who's that?
I gave her a questioning look and tilted my head to one side.
"Are you kidding me?" She almost screamed at my reaction but then shook her head.
"Sorry, I forgot you were a caveman" I punched her arm. "Ahh, it hurts Di! It really does" she rubbed her hurt part.
I waited for her answer with an eye roll as she took her sweet time rubbing and caring.
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"So ya, back to where I was. Hmm, Jonathan, the se- hot soccer player in The Knights. Am I lucky today?"
I rolled my eyes and started to walk towards our class, after perhaps what I heard from her.
A small knock on the door and I entered the class. Mr. Richard gave me a soft nod as I looked in. Not caring whether Jess followed me or not, I dropped my bag on the table which stood respectively at the back of the class.
Pulling out my Chem book and journal, I positioned myself to note down the notes Mr. Rich wrote on the board.
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"Which chemical turns blue-black when comes in contact with starch?" Mr. Rich asked as he turned around and looked at each of us.
Everyone looked lost and even Jess next to me was in sixes and sevens in the confirmation of her answer.
Agh....
"Miss. Clarkson"
"It's iodine in potassium iodide, Sir" I instantly answered and heard a few 'nerd' 'are you kidding me?' etc.
"Good" Mr. Rich replied with a smile and started writing over the board.
I slightly noded and before I could have placed myself back on the seat, I met a pair of hazel eyes staring at me from my far left. Looking thoroughly, I saw that the eyes belonged to a boy with high-cheek bones and slightly fair-skin. Since his head was covered with a cap, I couldn't make out the colour of his hair.
Never saw this one, before....
I rose my left eyebrow with a questioning look.
But nevertheless sat down on my seat.
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was what the clock read as I took a seat.
"You can start working from tomorrow, Miss Larissa" Aiden Loki, the manager of Silver Shades bar, said as he placed the Employee's Contract on the table infront of me.
I nodded and grabbed a pen to place my initial's to where he was pointing.
"Welcome to Silver Shades, hope you enjoy your time working here"
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