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Sorry this was late, I was doing a project and watching Beavis and Butthead. Hope you like it.

Hazel’s POV
The rest of the day went on, apush nobody bugged me. Someone kept asking me about my eye though. I didn’t bother to share the story.
Finally last period, I sat next to Mikey.
I think shyness runs in the Way family. Mikey is super quiet, but when he does talk, he’s so fucking funny.
After 7th period I was glad the day was over.
"See you in a bit Mikey!"
"Later Gator."
I met Frank at his locker and slammed it shut.
"Hey Frankiedoodle."
"Well thanks, it just took me like 2 minutes to open this damn thing. But hi."
"Let me do it, combination?"
"34."
"mmhm."
"17."
"yup."
"23."
I opened it.
"There ya go Frank."
"What the fuck? How did you do that?"
"I put in your combo and lifted the thingy."
“You know what I meant, smartass. I never can open my locker."
"Fuck you too. Well if it gets jammed again, let me know."
"Thanks."
He got his jacket, put away a book and closed his locker.
"Ready to go?"
"Yes I am."
"Then let’s roll."
We met up with Gerard, Mikey and Ray and started walking.
"Fucking ripped off balls, my first day and I already have a Motherfucking project in AP history."
Ray cringed.
"Okay first to ‘ripped off balls’ OW! And second, when is it due?"
"Two weeks."
"Eh, you got time."
"PROCRASTINATION!"
"Couldn't of said it better."
"Hazel, my house is that little white one, a little over the hill. See it?"
"Yes I do!"
"It’s only about 5 minutes more."
"Cool."
"Hazel, carry me I don’t want to walk."
"What just cause I’m new, I’m your bitch? Carry yourself Frank."
"That’s not possible, stupid."
"It’s possible, grab your arm. Oh look your carrying yourself. Spaz."
We arrived in front of the Way house.
"Well Hazel, welcome to the shit hole I call home."