August 16
Whispering crowds were everywhere as the latest 'it' man walked down the hallways. His swagger was undeniable and his charm was present. Every girl stared at him. They were both astonished par the change and a bit curious about why it happened. It was obvious he was too cool to care about them. He wouldn't even look at them. Shea and Eric were right behind him as the three made their ways down the hall.
Shea's blonde hair was extra shiny today probably because of Corey who was making it prettier. Eric had the most whitest teeth and it was probably because of the awesomeness that radiated off of Corey. Corey was the main focus. Everything happened because of him. He was way to gorgeous. He should be theirs forever.
Blair and Chloe sat suivant to each other this afternoon for third period. They had art together. Blair was chewing on her pencil. She wasn't any good at art. Art required creativity which was something she didn't have. It was even worse when the person suivant to toi was drawing an amazing masterpiece of two doves on a citron tree. How could she haut, retour au début that? She had to haut, retour au début that. Blair was competitive like.
Mr. Stan, the art teacher, was walking around checking everyone's art. Blair had a blank sheet in front of her. Mr. Stan merely shook his head in disbelief. She was going to fail art. The last thing Blair needed was a distraction. A distraction, actually two distractions, came strolling through the door as care free as ever.
Corey immediately grabbed a siège close to Blair. She didn't understand why though. Corey was populaire now. Eric followed as fast he possibly could. He sat closer to Chloe. Chloe paid no attention to either boys but Blair had trouble not paying any attention on them.
"Hey Blair," a dit Corey. There was a hint of shyness in his voice. toi can take the clothes off of the nerd but toi won't ever be able to take the voice from the nerd. Blair could almost see the old Corey.
"Hey Corey," she a dit sweetly. She really wanted to make conversation with Eric instead. Corey was cute but he was never really her type. "Hey Eric."
"Hey, um, Blair," she a dit absentminded. He was plus focused on Chloe who was still sketching. "Hi Chloe. I have the tickets to the Daughtry concert.
The news made Chloe's head pop up. "Oh my god! Those have been sold out for days! How did toi possibly get them?"
Blair wasn't loving their relationship but continued to listen in growing interest. "My mom knows a guy. I have two tickets so if-"
"Perfect," a dit Blair. "Now Chloe and I can both go. You're the best Eric." She smiled sweetly but the bitterness was still there. Eric was quiet for a minute. The table, tableau was once silent. It wasn't even a good silence. It was an awkward silence. They all could hear the acide, sure as Blair spoke.
Derek stared at his Spanish teacher. What was the use for Spanish? He couldn't find any good claims that Spanish would help him sell albums. He wasn't going o be chant his songs in Spanish, that was for sure.
He winked at the hot blonde sitting suivant to him. Her wavy blonde hair and blue eyes made her very attractive. He would have to get her number after class. There was something special about her. Surely wasn't her personality.
Whispering crowds were everywhere as the latest 'it' man walked down the hallways. His swagger was undeniable and his charm was present. Every girl stared at him. They were both astonished par the change and a bit curious about why it happened. It was obvious he was too cool to care about them. He wouldn't even look at them. Shea and Eric were right behind him as the three made their ways down the hall.
Shea's blonde hair was extra shiny today probably because of Corey who was making it prettier. Eric had the most whitest teeth and it was probably because of the awesomeness that radiated off of Corey. Corey was the main focus. Everything happened because of him. He was way to gorgeous. He should be theirs forever.
Blair and Chloe sat suivant to each other this afternoon for third period. They had art together. Blair was chewing on her pencil. She wasn't any good at art. Art required creativity which was something she didn't have. It was even worse when the person suivant to toi was drawing an amazing masterpiece of two doves on a citron tree. How could she haut, retour au début that? She had to haut, retour au début that. Blair was competitive like.
Mr. Stan, the art teacher, was walking around checking everyone's art. Blair had a blank sheet in front of her. Mr. Stan merely shook his head in disbelief. She was going to fail art. The last thing Blair needed was a distraction. A distraction, actually two distractions, came strolling through the door as care free as ever.
Corey immediately grabbed a siège close to Blair. She didn't understand why though. Corey was populaire now. Eric followed as fast he possibly could. He sat closer to Chloe. Chloe paid no attention to either boys but Blair had trouble not paying any attention on them.
"Hey Blair," a dit Corey. There was a hint of shyness in his voice. toi can take the clothes off of the nerd but toi won't ever be able to take the voice from the nerd. Blair could almost see the old Corey.
"Hey Corey," she a dit sweetly. She really wanted to make conversation with Eric instead. Corey was cute but he was never really her type. "Hey Eric."
"Hey, um, Blair," she a dit absentminded. He was plus focused on Chloe who was still sketching. "Hi Chloe. I have the tickets to the Daughtry concert.
The news made Chloe's head pop up. "Oh my god! Those have been sold out for days! How did toi possibly get them?"
Blair wasn't loving their relationship but continued to listen in growing interest. "My mom knows a guy. I have two tickets so if-"
"Perfect," a dit Blair. "Now Chloe and I can both go. You're the best Eric." She smiled sweetly but the bitterness was still there. Eric was quiet for a minute. The table, tableau was once silent. It wasn't even a good silence. It was an awkward silence. They all could hear the acide, sure as Blair spoke.
Derek stared at his Spanish teacher. What was the use for Spanish? He couldn't find any good claims that Spanish would help him sell albums. He wasn't going o be chant his songs in Spanish, that was for sure.
He winked at the hot blonde sitting suivant to him. Her wavy blonde hair and blue eyes made her very attractive. He would have to get her number after class. There was something special about her. Surely wasn't her personality.
Now that toi left me....
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that toi left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that toi left me....
toi broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to déplacer on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no plus hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My cœur, coeur broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.
My soul is crying
Out to the world
Above me.
Now that toi left me....
I couldn't figure out
How to go on with life
And I stayed right on....
With my despair.
Now that toi left me....
toi broke my heart,
And now it's covered in broken glass,
Oh broken glass......
It's time to déplacer on now...
But I can't help feeling the tragedy
Of that lonesome night...
How the world jeered at me.
The world hurt me.
There's no plus hope left,
So face the truth.
I am a piece of broken glass,
Shimmering in the dark and dreary night
My cœur, coeur broke
When it felt like the end of the world...
And boy, was it the end of the world.
I was broken glass,
And nobody seemed to care about me.
I am broken glass.
I am heartbroken.
I am...
No more.