Chapter Six: Meeting of the Sworn Enemies

That was a great lunch.

*Sigh*

"Should I roam around the campus? There's no good thing to do."

Since it's the first day of school everybody just wanna adjust to the atmosphere, especially me. Since it's my first time being in school here in Phil. The culture here is so different in my hometown and there' no friend I could get along. All my friends (Well I could count them in one finger) were all back there at home.

"I miss them so much!" I thought to myself. No matter how snobby I am they are always there making me happy and smile.

(If that event didn't happen how will my life turn out?) Well that's another story to tell.

"I'm so bored!" Well I'm a person who get easily bored. I don't like things slow. Ha ha ha ha

I stand up.

Gather my things.

And "walla".. ready to leave.

I'm so occupied with my boredom that I didn't even notice someone behind me.

Then a scream occupied my poor eardrums.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Ahhhhhhhhhh."

"Ah so noisy!" I exclaimed.

"Noisy? Me? B****, it's your fault then you're calling me noisy." The noisy woman said.

"Look at what you've done to my dress!"

" Don't you know much it cause?"

"Can you pay for it?"

"Looking at you, you can't even afford to buy a single dress!"

"Don't you know this is a designer dress….a designer dress!"

The noisy woman fired a series of super duper so annoying words. Can't she just shup ** even for a second. My eardrums gonna bleed with all her sh***y words. Super annoying.

"What a drama!." Well that's what I thought in my mind.

"Miss, I'm really sorry about that. I apologize."

I said. Well maybe I'm the one at fault (half fault she's the one not looking in front and I'm not someone who's so proud not to admit half of my fault) so I apologize and accept it.

"Apology! Can your apology bring back my dress that's been dirty?"

"Miss I apologize and it's not even my own fault. Well I know half of it but you should look at you front when your walking."

"So, you're saying it's my fault that my dress is dirty?" The b****y woman said.

"Well isn't it?" I blankly replied.

The woman pointed her finger at me and said

"You- do you know who I am?"

What a drama that old classic "do you know who I am?" (blegh blegh) what a corny line.

"Well do you know who I am also?"

I replied back.

"You b****. Are you making fun of me?"

"Well if the dog barks then I'm making fun of you."

I proudly replied.

"Who is the dog you're talking about!"

She angrily shouted.

"You are, if you want to claim the title I'll gladly give you that with a tiara on top." *smirk*

"I am-"

Before she could finish her sentence I cut her off.

"See your already claiming it."

The annoying woman couldn't take it and angrily place her tray on the table.

"You b****. I never been insulted in my life and you're the first one who did it. Mmmm Will see how your life would be like in this school!"

"Well I think it would be a good life."

I replied calmly.

"We'll see about that…"

Then she turn back and walk but before that I open my mouth and said.

"Aren't you the one overreacting it's just water on your dress? You can put that on the washer and dry it and magic it's new again. It's not even ketchup or soy sauce. What a drama!"

She turns and glares at me.

(ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha like her glare could melt me *sarcastic tone*)

I smirked and walked to the door.

Then I notice the people around me.

They look at me like I'm someone possessed.

(What's with all the glare people?)

Well never mind. I don't really care AT ALL.

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Dear Diary,

I met a super duper annoying woman.

Ahh I don't want to comment but is it her taste in make up or someone beat her up?

He he he he he he ha ha ha ha ha.

She's really funny you know.

Well if she think she could b**** me around the she's wrong. I'm more b****y than her.

*Author's mind: well what can I do, this girl really is one of a kind. Love her.

Oh diary I really miss my friends.

I love to be with them again.

Hanging out.

Going on trips.

Road trips on unknown location.

I miss everything.

I really miss them.

Author's mind: me too, being with your friends and doing your antique's is the best experience in a youth's life.Do you miss your friends?