Cliques (Becca, open)

I wandered into English, god I hated this class. It was so irritating. As I waltzed in I got all the usual looks, from the boys & stuff like all cheerios did. As sat down I turned to talk to the football player opposite me, he was the only person worth talking to on this table, next to me sat that Becca kid out of Glee Club. Then there was just this other nerd. Rubbish table for me...

I barely even looked up when Lucia walked into class. And that was weird. Was I losing it? I turned and saw one of the other girls in this class watching me. Nah, still got the mojo.

When Lucia came in, I smiled but said nothing. I only usually talked to people in glee. Especially not people who didn't like us.

I smiled a sarcastic smile at Becca before turning away & rolling my eyes. The bad things about the glee kids were 1) Most of them were losers, 2) the popular kids that joined became losers, 3) some of them, like that stupid rachel who I'd slushied this morning, thought they were the best. I had to admit though, Becca was one of the more normal/slightly popular ones. I could be seated near worse.

I sighed quietly at her clearly fake smile. Yeah, sure, we might be in glee but that didn't mean we had diseases. I didn't like the way the athletes and the Cheerios had turned the whole school against the glee club.
I took a deep breath and looked back at my work and tried to figure out the answer to the question on the page.

I began copying from the text book in front of me. God, english was sooooo boring. Why couldn't we learn something useful for a change? Something we'd actually need to know? We all knew how to read & write already. So, when the teacher turned his back, I started picking apart a rubber & throwing the peices at random people around the classroom.

I had to try so hard not to laugh when I hit Quinn in the back of the head. I pretended I was writing down something out of the book, when she turned.

I rolled my eyes when Lucia started throwing tiny pieces of erasers around the room. I finished the question I was on and looked up, hearing murmurs around me. I saw something small and white bounce off the back of Quinn's head. I glared at Lucia from the corner of my eye. What was she; six?

(QUOTE FROM MISSQUINNFABRAY:D)

My eyes flashed to the clock and back again. I picked up my pencil, looked at Sam again who was writing something down now and began doodling across my paper.

(hahah)

I saw Beccas look & chucked a peice at her aswell. This was actually quite fun, it beat sitting here & actually doing the work.

I picked up the small piece of eraser and rolled my eyes. I rolled it between two fingers, debating whether or not to thow it back. I slowly grinned and threw it back at Lucia.

I just grinned cunningly, being the bitch that sone people said i was. I put my hand in the air before I said to sir "Sir, Beccas throwing bits of eraser at me" I said in my fake, child like voice

I just gaped like a fish on pause. A few people in the class were murmuring that they'd got hit, too. I sighed. usually, I got sent out for talking to Noah but I knew how it went. I rolled my eyes and stood up. "Don't bother, Quinn." The teacher was already glaring at me. "I'm going, I'm going."

I just smiled, happy with myself. Sometimes I did wonder though, that maybe the glee kids didnt deserve it but i wasnt about to start being nice to them, i wasnt gonna throw my popularity away even if i thought they didnt deserve it.

I laughed at Quinn following me out. I half-wondered if it was just to get out of English. I held the door for Quinn could feel the stares. One person -I didn't know his name- even said; 'Cue Rachel Berry-style storm out'.

The whole room burst into laughter when they went well, all the popular kids laughed. "Nice one Luci" A few jocks said to me, it made me feel a little guilty. But I tried to shake that off.