Jasmine.

I walked to homeroom wondering abot michael. no doubt he was already interested in crystal.i could tell from their conversation. i guess he only asked for my name out of politeness.enough about michael.
i need to concentrate what to say to mrs.dover. im late because of crystal dragging me to the bathroom to ask me questions about how i felt about michael. i saw the door and wondered if the day could get worse. mrs.dover hates me. she'll find any excuse to get me into detention.i opened the door. i tried to sneak into the classroom,  but its seems like that woman has some crazy eyes behind her head because she noticed me before any other person in the class.
" you're late jasmin damiani. again. whats your excuse today. food for breakfast made you sick? traffic? daddy didnt wake you up?" she said in the most annoying mocking voice ever.
" no none of those excuses are what happened." i snapped
" then why are you late this time?"
" i was in the bathroom, doing girl stuff." maybe she would take the hint and dont go to far or shes going to be embarrass herself.
" oh really, that's your excuse? hiding away in the bathroom gossiping and doing your make up?" oh goodie. she didnt take the hint.
" no, mrs.dover thats not the reason. i was in the bathroom changing my tampoon. i was sure you of all people would understand what girl stuff meant. you are a ladie of course." her face immediately turned pale.
" just sit down, damiani." i smirked to myself. victory was mine. i look around to find an empty seat...

  shit. michael was in this class also. oh great. just fucking great. he heard all of that and was smirking at me. and it turned out the only empty seat was the one behind him. can this day possibly get worse?! i slowly made my way to the seat. i swear i saw him smile more when he noticed how nervous i acted as soon as i saw him.
      i sat down, regretting ever waking up today. as i was losing myself in my thoughts, amber, thd girl who claims she the most popular girl in school ( even though she wasnt) started to flirt with michael. i felt like i was going to throw up. she looked so fake with her makeup and cleavage showing shirt. the thing was the shirt showed too much. i still dont understand how she doesnt get in trouble of dress code and she was wearing to much makeup. she seemed to think she runs the school after elizabeth left. ok i had enough.she flirting with him made me feel sick.
" amber, quit trying to make the new boy regretting coming here with your attempts at flirting. i suggest wearing less makeup and less slutty clothes
then your attempts just may get accepted, untill then. well i guess you get it. oh and also, if you really want that makeup to work, eat it. it should make more prettier in the inside. or naybe not, according to the way it looks on your face." she rolled her eyes at me and turned away from michael towards the teacher. what?! he didnt even look back at me or thank me? as i lost myself in my thoughts again,  day one thousand of my miserable life, started with a lecture.