Carry On Proglue

If I was Beyonce. No telling what I do. But I am not Beyonce, and not even close to Beyonce. I am a student at school.1

"Ow! What the crap Lane? That freakin' hurt!"2

Lane almost fell to the ground laughing. 3

"You need to chill out, Kaitlin." He replied.4

"You interupted my thoughts. You do every day."5

He did. Today he just walked up and punched me. He started laughing again so I punched in the face. I ran. He was way fast so I ran as fast I could. I shoved myself in the center of a group of cheerleaders. 6

Then the bell rang. I was safe. I darted for class. One problem. Lane was right behind me. He slugged at me but I ducked. The teacher caught hold of his ear and escorted him to the office.7

"As for you Kaitlin..."8

I heard a voice behind me.9

"Detintion!" 10

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Oh crap. I was a 6th grader. A week one too. I would be in a class of strong, burley 6th-12th graders. 12

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