Clearwater

It took Cassie less time to walk home than it had for her to walk to the school earlier that morning. She sighed as she unlocked her front door, walking in and kicking the door closed behind her. After her shoes were pushed to the side she walked into the livingroom, dropping her bag on one of the couches as she picked up the converter and turned on a music channel.

She smiled at the song playing, tossing the converter to the couch, before she turned and walked into the kitchen. She decided she wanted some more coffee and began to dance around the kitchen as she prepared it in the coffee maker, quickly finishing with that and texting on her cellphone with her hands in front of her. Cassie slipped the piece of paper out of her pocket and added Max as a contact, quickly writing a text stating who she was and what class he was in currently.

She was bored and so, she tossed her phone to the couch, turned up the music and began to dance again. Her smile never left her expression.

Max sat in the back of his math class praying for time to go by quicker than it did. No matter what he did it seemed like minutes were hours and he could never escape the prison. About to fall into another deep day dream he got a text. He knew it couldn't be Rosey because she would just come get him if she wanted him for anything. He check the phone puzzled look on his face as he tried to decipher the strange number pattern that flashed across his Iphone. Making sure that the teacher wasn't paying attention he checked it figuring out that it was Cassie. Max didn't know what to think he never thought that she would actually text him when he gave her his Number.

Um I am Math...

Cassie was done her next cup of coffee and had decided to add some fun to the mix by pulling out her 'boredom killers'. She felt the room spinning as she saw the screen of her phone lit up, carefully walking over to it to read the received text. Her eyebrow raised amusedly as she realized who it was from.. Max.

Um I am in Math...

She almost laughed aloud at his messsage, Max didn't seem too happy about being in math, as she quickly typed her response on her phone and tapped the screen to send it. Ooops, :s

With a sigh, Cassie slipped her phone into her pocket as she turned around to pick up her coffee, which was now cold, and dumped it in the kitchen sink. She leaned against the counter for a few minutes and closed her eyes as she listened to the beat of the music she still had playing.

Johnny was a little tired in English but he would survive. He drifted of to sleep about six times but was always woken up by the booming voice of the teacher. He was a cool big guy with a little age on him but over all ok. He let Johnny sleep but his voice was so deep and echoey he couldn't drift of to sleep soundly and usually woke up when he yelled at someone which was pretty funny. He smiled and took out his phone. He had Sarah's phone number and texted her. Tag your it he said.

Sarah sat in class; listening and doing the papers she was suppose to do. Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she took it out. Tag, Your it. It was a text from her employee. She scowled and scrunched up her nose before she texted him back.

Stop texting me you dit-wit of an idiot. It if wasn't for me, then you would be jobless. Better obey me and do what I tell you after school.
~Love Sarah.

The love part was made in sarcasm and plus, she always ended her texts with that; so it was more like a habit.

Haha he didn't even work for his dad did. That cracked him up.

I'm going to keep testing you and I'm not hired by you. I don't have to work if I don't want to so get off my dick with that excuse.

Love~Johnny Boy ¥£€

He usually would put Johnny Boy ¥£€ but not love.

Sarah almost growled at that text before a boy next to her nudged her. "You ok?" She gave him a small smile before nodding. Her reply was a bit harsh; but she didn't care.
Ok, listen here punk; I have my connections to put your ass in a boy's home and have your dad sold off to be a butler. And another thing, I would never be on that small ass dick of yours; its probably the size of a carrot. Anyways... I would be nicer around me and watch what your saying because I could easily ruin your life with a little thing that I have which is called money asshole. You don't have that and do you know what? Money makes the world go round bastard so you better watch your mouth and actions.

Sarah watched the clock as if ticked by.

(Sorry about the text message. -.-; )

Wow she was funny

Wow I don't give a flying fuck what you got in your pockets cause I got peoples that got more money than you can imagine. Oh and my carrots bigger than that Jocks youse trying to get whith sweetie so watch yourself before you get cut or princess. Plus my doesn't even have to work for you asshole. And by the way my carrots a lot bigger than you think bitch.

Class was almost over.

Brendan nearly grinned at the response but he knew and felt that this person didn't deserve it. "My sources are always flawless," he muttered. Every single person in his contact list plus the people they had on their contact list and the list went on and on until if one thought about it he had a contact on the other side of the world. Aiden wanted to play a game and everything in Brendan wanted to punch back. He looked at the offered candy and despite his hatred for the fact that he was paired with him reached out and took one. "This thing isn't poisoned is it? Because if it is you just ruined your life by killing me." Not that it stopped him from unwrapping it because if he did get poisoned he could say exactly who had done it.

"I don't care. I'm a powerpoint person myself but whatever works for you is fine. As long as it gets me an A and gets me out of this hell hole faster."

Aiden laughed as the bell rang. "You know, for someone the ladies adore, your incredibly pessimistic."
Aiden grabbed his things. "And I would never poison candy. It's a waste of sugar." he winked at Brendan and left the class saying, "I'll text you, my new bff!"
He started laughing, almost insanly. He went to his next class, Science, where he took out his Ipod in the back of class and started to listen to Candyland by Blood on The Dance Floor.
He didn't really care for the music, but the lyrics were just to funny. Instead of pretending to watch the teacher, Aiden began to chech out Nina and Marco Sanchez, the brother and sister who sat in the table in front of him.
'Yummy.'

Sarah scowled in her thoughts before closing her phone; deciding not to text him again. When her period was over; she moved onto the next class and sat down. She popped a piece of gum in her mouth before her phone rang. She looked at it; a text. It was from a boy whom she had canceled their date with. She didn't bother to text him back as the school day went on. She was already in a pissy mood from her new Gardner and the fact that she would have to go home soon.

'Pessimistic am I?' he thought as he gathered his things to get to his neck class - English. Not necessarily what he would call the best class in the world but it was a close second to History. What Aiden had said would have probably hit home had he not been stopped by B-Brunette with that cute red on her cheeks and that nervous thing she did with her bottom lip. "Hey," he said silently as he took her hand to walk with her to his next class. They always parted ways there so she could head off to gym but not before some whispered words of promise and her hand in his front pocket as she winked. He reached in after she had and pulled out a folded piece of paper. He had her - hook, line and sinker.

If only the teacher wasn't such an ass about what he did in the hallways. "Sorry Sir. Sorry." He lifted a hand in apology before he took his seat and pulled his English notebook from his bag. A note. Great.

The following day Cassie had already decided; she would go to her History class, work on the Cleopatra and Antony project with Max and then try to stay at school for the rest of the day. If she couldn't make it through the day, she would probably go hang out with some of the school stoners or maybe some of the soccer players. She smiled a little at this thought as she prepared herself for yet another day of highschool.

" Cassandra!" She heard her mother call, the aforementioned girl rolled her chocolate brown eyes as she began to count. " One.. Two.. Three.. Fou-" The door downstairs slammed closed as her mother ran to her car outside. Cassie looked at her reflection in the long mirror on the back of her bathroom door, her lips instantly forming a smirk as she finished her morning routine. " Sucks to be her," The teenager muttered to herself as she walked to her bedroom and grabbed her bag, checking to make sure everything she needed was inside as she walked down the stairs.

She quickly put on her converse and walked out the front door as she began her walk to school. She pulled out her phone for a moment and typed a quick text to her best friend Sarah before she slipped it into her jeans pocket. She laughed as she could only imagine her friends expression when she received the message.

Looking forward to History... and Johnny..? ;p

(I don't know what period we are in, so im just going to start at lunch.. sorry i haven't been posting. :/ )

Sarah heard the next bell ring and she got up and walked over towards the cafeteria. When she got there, she was surrounded by her 'possy' again as they ate. It was a normal lunch and she walked towards her next class, still quietly listening to music.

Max quietly went through the rest of his class that were before lunch. He couldn't help but think about Cassie as he worked. She was one of the hottest girls he had ever seen and she had talked to him. Yea it was because of a project but that didn't matter it still counted to him. He hated all his classes before lunch and after history. Nothing interesting happened and plus Rosey wasn't in any of his classes. A soon as the lunch bell rung he made his way to the cafeteria putting his headphones in his ear avoiding unnecessary eye contact with any one. He looked around spotting Rosey at their usual table. Having brought his lunch he just made his way over to the table. " Hello beautiful" he said putting all his things down and taking out his lunch.