Fallen Angels

Maths. My least favorite subject. I started out of the window as the teacher droned on for what seemed like an entire decade. I stared at the clock. 1.30pm. Ugh, still an hour and 15 minutes before freedom.

After what felt like a decade, miss said "everyone pack up, don't forget there is homework due on Wednesday"

"Finally" i said to my friend Crystal, as we walked out of class. "Race you" Crystal replied. "Nah" I joked, a hint of sarcasm in my voice. As crystal was about to say something, i yelled "LIES!" and ran off, laughing.

"You cow, get back here!" Crystal shouted, chasing after me, also laughing.
"NEVER!" I yelled back.
"Gotcha!" Crystal laughed, grabbing hold of the back of my coat.
"Noooooo" I giggled.

We said goodbye at the gates, and went our separate ways
*skipping bus ride home*

"Mum i'm home" i yelled, closing the door and locking it behind me.
"Nah, your a hologram" She said, sarcasm in her voice.
"Shut up!" i laughed, going upstairs and getting into my 'bvb' pj's
When i came back down, mum was holding a thin envelope in her hand.
"What's this?" i asked, taking it.
"Open it and find out" she replied
I opened it.... there was 2 slips in it. I turned them over.
"OH MY GOD, IT'S BVB TICKETS" I shrieked, losing my mind.
"The 2nd one is for crystal, so she can go with you, and i don't have to be there"
"THANK YOOUUUUU!" i yelled.
Crystal is going to freak when she finds out i have bvb tickets for the both of us.

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