Adjusting her skirt, Karla leans against her locker twirling her blonde locks happily, waiting for someone to talk to.
Tarragon: walks to locker. Shoots looks at the boys staring at her. Nick: meets some of his buddies an they walk into the school.
Tom Walks into school and Mrs Pinkney pulls him to ine side. Mrs Pinkney- Whats with the skinny, jeans, vans, bracelet and tunnels in your ears. Tom-Forgot to put my trousers on and my school shoes. Mrs pinkney-Sighs. Just gimme your bracelets and your tunnels. Tom-Passes her his jade bracelets and takes his tunnels out of his ears.
Karla looks around, for any sight of her good friends. Karla was rather well known in the parts, and she loved company.
Tarragon: opens locker. "Another boring day." Sighs. Nick: sees Karla. Walks over. "You're almost never by yourself."
Tom Turns to his mates-I don't even get a kiss. Walks to drama. Thinks to self-Oh shït! That's Mrs Pinkneys class.
Karla laughs, “That's true.” She answers whilst raising a brow at Tom. Karla turns back to Nick. “So, what class do we have?” The girl says stretching her legs.
Tom Shouts to Karla-You should expect that type of behaviour from me. We've been mates for like a few years now and we hung out during half-term!
Tom Sits at the back of drama with his best mate Danny. Danny:Morning Dom.. Tom:Glares at him then laughs cause he can't stay mad at Danny. Danny:Sorry.. I meant Tom Tom: Nods. Discreetly flicks through the pages of Kerrang magazine.
Teacher: You need to pick up the pace on the fourth Bflat so that it sound major not minor. Me: Yes miss
Mrs Pinkney-Is someone Reading cause I swear I can hear someone turning pages. Lola-Tom...? Tom-Oh, hush your gums Lola! Slides the magazine underneath his table and places his hands on the desk, so she won't start playing the blame game with him.