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"Wake up Torrie! You're gonna be late for school!" this piercing scream could be heard from the Wilson house. Torrie's mum made Torrie's breakfast the usual jam on toast. Torrie groaned and looked at the clock it read 7:30 "Shit!" she yelled, as she got up and quickly put on some clothes.

She put on a white tank top and pale, blue army combats. She stuffed on her scruffy, old trainers. She rushed into the bathroom grabbing her pale, blue, fluffy jacket. She grabbed some black eyeliner and put it on and then she applied some pale blue eye shadow.

Now all she had to do was curl her hair, she switched her curlers on and put them on the highest temperature, so they would heat up quicker. She then left the bathroom and rushed downstairs. She gratefully ate the jam on toast her mum made her and got herself a glass of milk. She gulped it down and started to pack her school bag "Biology, Maths, no English book, Art and no Business Studies book" Torrie groaned to herself, making sure she had the right books.

Once she had finished packing her bag, she shoved the small, blue handbag on the side and rushed upstairs. She could smell the curlers, as she walked into the room. She quickly got to work and 15 minutes later her hair was bouncing full of beautiful angel curls. She smiled to herself, as she applied some pink lip-gloss and added an armful of blue bangles on her wrist and a few rings on her fingers.

She rushed downstairs and grabbed her blue handbag and carried her art book. It was exactly 8:10 now, so the school bus would already be there waiting to pick Torrie up. Torrie quickly pecked her mum on the cheek "bye mum" she cried. Her mum just waved, as Torrie rushed outside and hopped onto the bus. "Sorry I'm late" Torrie apologized to the bus driver, who just gave her a ticket and told her to sit down.

All eyes were on her, she let her attention fall on the back seat where she always sat her friends Lita and Christy were already there waving to her. She walked over to them happily. Suddenly Torrie found herself falling to the ground; she got up and wiped herself down. She turned to glare at the person who just tripped her up. Randy Orton he was one of the populars and John Cena's best mate. John Cena was Torrie's biggest crush ever and the most popular boy in school.

Randy laughed "Oh! Sorry Tor, didn't see ya there" he laughed as he high fived Batista. Everyone started to laugh, except John who just paid his attention outside. Stacey started to passionately kiss Randy "Randy, be nice, it's not her fault she's poor and can't afford decent clothes and proper jewellery" Stacey sympathised with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Whatever you say babe!" Randy sighed, as he started to caress Stacey's leg.

Suddenly Trish came up behind Torrie. Stacey groaned "Torrie? Hello you need to move Trish is here, you can go now, we don't want anything more to do with you." Torrie had to say something to Stacey, even if she was the most popular girl in school. "Whatever you say byotch!" Torrie laughed, as she started to walk to the back of the bus. "What did she just call me?" Stacey shrieked. Trish sat next to Stacey, "She called you a byotch," Trish answered. Stacey rolled her eyes, "I know what she called me Trish, God you are sooo stupid!" Stacey screamed. Trish looked slightly hurt.Randy pulled Stacey close to him "Calm down, doll" he soothed, as he whispered into her ear. Making Stacey giggle.

From the back of the bus Lita and Christy were asking lots of questions. "What the hell did those prats want now?" Lita glared their way. Torrie sighed, "Nothing! It doesn't matter." Christy and Lita looked worriedly at Torrie, as Torrie just glanced out of the window.

25 minutes later they arrived at school. Lita and Christy departed from Torrie as they were in different forms. They hugged each other goodbye, as Torrie was left to walk on her own to form and walk past the populars, as usual. She was going to hate this, like she did every other day. The only thrill was being able to see John.

I have never written a high school story before, but what did ya think? Is it good enough for another chappie? I wanted to try writing a high school story and it's actually kinda fun to write. Well if this story does deserve another chappie please r/r.