"A-N-D-R-O-M-E-D-A." I look at the lady. "Like the Greek myth? Is any of this ringing a bell?"
The lady glares at me, but my name finally comes up on her computer.
"Andromeda Smith?" The school lady asks.
"The one and only," I say. "Have you ever met another Andromeda?"
The lady shakes her head.
"Quite a shame," I grin. "We're loveable people."
She rolls her eyes and hands me a piece of paper."I bet. Here's your schedule, just take it, and go, Miss Smith."
"All right, all right, I'm going." I toss my platinum-blonde hair behind my back, and grab the schedule from her hands. I frown, well, now this is going to get a bit boring. Sadly, only school officials and bankers, and other "important" peeps used my full name.
"Andie!" Exhibit A, there you have it. A brunette with huge boobs runs towards me and hugs me. "I can't believe this, like, our senior year." Amber hugs me tigher.
Yes, unbeliaveble that Senior year comes after Junior year. Shocker.
"I know, right?" I smile. "I hope this year doesn't end too soon."
That's a big, filthy lie. I can't way to go off to college and get away from the morons at my school. But she doesn't to know need that.
"We need to go to the mall today, okay?"
I put my hands in my pocket. "I can't. My parents want me to help them with something."
Amber rolls her eyes. "Oh, seriously, can't they let you off the leash tonight? We're going to Fashion Square and we're hitting Hollister and Abercrombie and Fitch for back-to-school outfits."
I groan inwardly. They always go to Hollister. Why don't we ever go to a less snooty place, with cuter clothes like H&M?
Oh, that's right, they were too good for them.
"Sorry, I can't." Another lie. You'd think I would be designed a pathological liar, by now. Hey, maybe, I am. With all the secrets I keep, I sure seem like it.
"Loser," Amber says, but smiles."I'll text you? Okay, kisses, I love you."
I wave goodbye and she bumps into Jack McMillan. They talk, she pulls down her already low-cut top, and she giggles at the top at her lungs at something he said. Something that probably isn't all the
The lady glares at me, but my name finally comes up on her computer.
"Andromeda Smith?" The school lady asks.
"The one and only," I say. "Have you ever met another Andromeda?"
The lady shakes her head.
"Quite a shame," I grin. "We're loveable people."
She rolls her eyes and hands me a piece of paper."I bet. Here's your schedule, just take it, and go, Miss Smith."
"All right, all right, I'm going." I toss my platinum-blonde hair behind my back, and grab the schedule from her hands. I frown, well, now this is going to get a bit boring. Sadly, only school officials and bankers, and other "important" peeps used my full name.
"Andie!" Exhibit A, there you have it. A brunette with huge boobs runs towards me and hugs me. "I can't believe this, like, our senior year." Amber hugs me tigher.
Yes, unbeliaveble that Senior year comes after Junior year. Shocker.
"I know, right?" I smile. "I hope this year doesn't end too soon."
That's a big, filthy lie. I can't way to go off to college and get away from the morons at my school. But she doesn't to know need that.
"We need to go to the mall today, okay?"
I put my hands in my pocket. "I can't. My parents want me to help them with something."
Amber rolls her eyes. "Oh, seriously, can't they let you off the leash tonight? We're going to Fashion Square and we're hitting Hollister and Abercrombie and Fitch for back-to-school outfits."
I groan inwardly. They always go to Hollister. Why don't we ever go to a less snooty place, with cuter clothes like H&M?
Oh, that's right, they were too good for them.
"Sorry, I can't." Another lie. You'd think I would be designed a pathological liar, by now. Hey, maybe, I am. With all the secrets I keep, I sure seem like it.
"Loser," Amber says, but smiles."I'll text you? Okay, kisses, I love you."
I wave goodbye and she bumps into Jack McMillan. They talk, she pulls down her already low-cut top, and she giggles at the top at her lungs at something he said. Something that probably isn't all the
