(This chapter is brought to you by pussy)

So I've been staying with my aunt for like three weeks or something, and during that time I've been trying to convince my mother to just let me be homeschooled. I even found online courses I could take, and a tutor. But she said no, like the bitch she is. Anyways I have school today, and it's in the same building as Nicolas, but I'm in the eighth grade so I'm gonna be upstairs.

"Oh my god, get out of the bathroom Zamora!" Nicolas yelled banging on the door. "Wait your tiny little dick, you can't rush perfection!" I yelled back putting my eyeliner on.

"I'm not I'm rushing you, now get out!" he said continuing to bang on the door. Not gonna lie that was a good comeback, but I should let him piss himself for saying that, he's so lucky I'm done with my makeup. As soon as I opened the door Nicolas darted in "I should've let you piss yourself" I mumbled walking out.

Okay now I have to get dressed, I went upstairs to the attic and threw open the wardrobe they got me. When I first moved my things up here from Leah's room, I forgot that the ghost of Duke Ellington occupied their attic.

Duke and I worked around it though, he could be up here whenever, except for when I'm changing clothes, then he has to get the hell up out of here or I'll exorcise him myself. What the hell should I wear? I don't want to wear anything that brings too much attention to me, but I also don't want to purposely dress like a hobo.

Alright Graphic T-shirt and some red shorts it is, where's my fucking jacket?Why am I always loosing stuff? (what she's wearing is at the bottom of the chapter).

"Leah did I leave my jacket in here? The brown one," I asked walking into her room.

"Uh yeah, it's in my closet," she answered gesturing to her closet.

I mumbled a thank you and opened her closet, taking my jacket out and throwing it on.

"How do I look?" I asked her doing a little twirl, "hmmm, it suits you but somethings missing," Leah said looking at my outfit, she then walked over to her dresser and grabbed some light pink shades.

She slipped them on to my face and took a step back "perfect," she said nodding at her work.

I did a few poses before we both burst out laughing.

"Come on ZaZa your gonna be late!" aunt D shouted from the living room.

"See you later Z" Leah waved.

I waved back and left her room, quickly going back to the attic to grab my backpack then running to the living room where aunt D and Nicolas were waiting. Since I don't know where the school is aunt D is gonna drop me off with Nicolas, after today though I have to walk with Nicolas to school since aunt D and uncle Elliot is going out of town.

"Okay I'm ready now," I said opening the front door.

"About time," Nicolas said rolling his eyes.

The only reason he's getting ballsy is because he knows I won't do anything in front of aunt D. "Be nice Nicolas" aunt D scolded him.

I got into the front seat of the car, while Nicolas got into the back. "Hey mom, how come she can sit in passengers seat but I can't?" Nicolas asked his mother.

"Because I don't need a booster seat shortstack," I answered for her, laughing at him.

"Hey you're not that much taller than me, you're technically short too!" Nicolas shouted.

"Im not short you dickwad!" I shouted back, reaching behind the seat to smack him, he reached forward to hit me , but neither one of us could reach.

"STOP IT YOU TWO, SIT BACK IN YOUR SEATS, AND ZAMORA WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE" aunt D shouted done with our shit, Nicolas and I instantly shut up and sat still in our seats.

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"Hey Jessie" I waved walking over to her. "Z hey, you go to school here now?" She asked.

"Yeah, my mom said I couldn't be homeschooled so here I am" I shrugged.

"Well if it means anything I'm glad you're here" Jessie said.

"Thanks, now I'm gonna leave before your stupid male friends come to talk to me, tell Missy I said 'whats up' " I said leaving to go upstairs.

A lot of the seventh grade kids kept staring at me for some reason, bunch of little creeps. Hopefully these eighth graders will be at least slightly better.

"Okay class, today we have a new student, this is Zamora," my teacher miss Moralis announced as I walked into my class.

All of the students just stared and whispered to each other. "Your desk is right next to Ethan, Ethan raise your hand" miss Moralis asked some kid.

A kid with curly brown hair raised his hand. I walked to the back of the class and sat in the empty seat next to him.

"Guess we're desk buddies now" Ethan said.

"Yep, hey can I borrow your notes from the weeks I missed?" I asked taking out my notebook and pencil case.

"Sure but my handwriting is shit, and I'm pretty sure I missed a couple days," he said handing me his notebook.

"That's fine, thanks," I said.

As the teacher began the lesson about, Homeostasis? I was writing down the notes from Ethan's book. According to these notes, they're not much ahead as I thought they were.

"Pssst new girl, here this is from Jason," the girl from the row above me said giving me a piece of paper.

Who the fuck is Jason? I looked around the room and spotted kid with blue eyes and straight black hair that goes just a little past his chin looking my way smirking, so I'm just gonna assume he's Jason.

The note read 'nice thighs new girl'.

I looked up at him, then back at the note, then back to him. Ethan got a glance at the note, "the fuck?" was all he said.

I stared at the note for a bit then started to draw a very detailed hand sticking up the middle finger and wrote at the bottom 'go fuck yourself, you Lord Farquaad lookin ass bitch -from: Zamora <3'.

I showed Ethan because I could tell he wanted to know my reply, "you think this would suffice," I asked him.

He covered his mouth as he laughed so he wouldn't get us in trouble, then nodded his head yes rapidly. I tapped the shoulder of the girl in front of me and told her to pass the note to Jason, she passed it to the person closest to her and told them to pass it to Jason, so on and so forth until it finally made it to him.

I returned back to the notes I was copying, not bothering to see his reaction. Hopefully lunch is soon, I'm not even hungry I'm just want to take a nap. When I was done copying the notes, I gave Ethan back his book. I wasn't going to pay attention to the lesson since I already knew the material.

I sat back in my seat, crisscross applesauce, and took some sour patch kids from out of my backpack, eating them under the desk.

Ethan was doodling something on his desk, "yo, you want some?" I whispered to him.

He looked at what I was referring to "uh hell fucking yes," he answered eagerly opening his hand.

I chuckled and poured some out for him. "What do you think?" he asked about the drawing on his desk, which is of a frog smoking a cigarette.

"May I?" I asked for his pencil.

"You may," he said handing it to me, I then proceeded to draw a little hat on the frog.

"Oh my gosh he's perfect," Ethan said dramatically, wiping away an imaginary tear.

"Alright everyone time for lunch, get out." the teacher said, ending the second class of the day.

"Yo bro, do you know where the teachers lounge is?" I asked Ethan, turns out we have four out of eight classes together.

"Yeah, just go down the hall turn left, and it's the fifth door on the right," Ethan said using hand gestures.

I stared at him for a good minute before replying "huh?" None of what he said registered in my brain.

"I'll just take you there." he said shaking his head.

"Yeah that would be for the best, I could get lost going in a straight line," I admitted, following him out the classroom.

When we got there I tippy-toed to look through the little window to see if the coast was clear, which it is, I went in and made a beeline for the coffee maker.

"This is what you came here for?" Ethan asked arching his eyebrow.

"Uh duh, I didn't have time to make any at home," I said beginning to brew the coffee, tapping my finger impatiently.

Ethan looked down the hallway then walked in, closing the door behind him, "well don't be selfish make me some too," he said smiling, "bet, do you want milk or nah?" I asked pouring the coffee in two separate cups.

"Milk and four sugars," he said looking around the teachers lounge with interest.

"Here you go," I said handing him his coffee while sipping mine.

Mine is just black coffee with sugar which I could tell Ethan was judging me for (I can hear the coffee haters now, "ew how can anyone drink that stuff" lol). "Thank you, come on before we get caught, I'm pretty sure I hear someone's footsteps," Ethan said walking towards the door, me following out behind him.

We fortunately didn't get caught and made it to the cafeteria, "how's the lunch in this place?" I asked Ethan, looking at all the people talking.

"If you value your organs I suggest you don't touch it," he said drinking his coffee.

"Good to know," I said finishing my coffee.

"Am I tripping or is people staring," I asked feeling many eyes on me.

"It could either be because you're new, or because you're talking with me," Ethan said sitting at an empty table, me sitting across from him, crisscross applesauce of course, "what's wrong with me talking to you?" I asked him confused.

"I don't know, people just don't talk to me for some reason," he answered shrugging, obviously lying about him not knowing.

"Uh huh, gimme a second," I said turning around on the bench.

"THE FUCK YALL BITCHES LOOKIN' AT!?!" I shouted eyeing some people.

They quickly averted there eyes minding there own business, a few staring in shock. I faced Ethan again "you were saying?" I asked taking a lollipop out my pocket to get the bitter aftertaste out my mouth, as Ethan looked at me like I was the strangest thing in the world.

"What? They were getting annoying, and it's considered rude to stare," I told him justifying myself.

Ethan and I were in a heated conversation about Spongebob when a girl wearing a white button down shirt and pink pleaded skirt walked over to us, two other girls behind her basically wearing the same thing.

"What in the mean girls," I mumbled looking at them, Ethan snorting at my little joke.

"Hi I'm Melody, you should come and sit with us, we'll teach you about all the things you need to know, it'll be great," the girl with the pink skirt said in an overly peppy voice.

"Nah I'm good, thanks though," I denied, wanting to continue educating Ethan on Spongebob.

"Look since you're new here I'll cut you some slack, I wasn't making a suggestion, I'm the baddest bitch here so when I tell you to do something you nod your pretty little head and do it, okay," Melody said faking a smile.

....Anyways I beat that bitches ass so bad she had to go hospital. I don't know who the fuck she thought she was talking to like that, she probably had the right idea, but the wrong fucking bitch.

When the teachers asked what happen to Melody everyone just said they ain't no snitch, not wanting to get their ass beat as well her so called friends kept their mouths shut too, it got to the point the authorities we're being called.

"Did you know that, atoms never touch each other, and since we're made of atoms, we've never touched anything in our entire lives.... so to answer your question officer no I did not punch that kid," I said being questioned by the police, still eating my lollipop.

(Zamora's outfit)