White Lake High School DIMPLES

4:45pm

15 more minutes and I will be free once more. Free to get out of this nightmare call school. It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was stuck in detention why, because someone caused a food fight in the cafeteria and who came out clean, me. Well thanks to my hide and seek skills but too bad the principal didn't believe me and no one defended me. Why, because I'm a loner. And who had to clean the mess up, the one and only. And who caused the food fight, 'DIMPLES' (according to all the girls).

'Dimples' was this guy on the school's IG account singing this song which according to Diana Carter: 'makes you feel like your on cloud nine' (messed up right). What was really messed up about it was that you could only see half of his face yet they were all over him. It was crazy and ruining my life. I hated this guy. Now that I think about it I was the only girl not all over this guy.

Beep.......Beep.......Beep.....Beep

Take off all my make up, cause I love what's under it,

The words of little mix's song Strip starts coming from my pocket. I glanced up at the clock in the cafeteria and quickly pulled out my phone and answer it.

"Hello"

"Kim, where are you," the scared voice of my mother said. I started gathering my things immediately.

"Madre, stop worrying I'm on my way," I said as I rushed out of the cafeteria, speed walking towards the front door.

"Where are you," my mother asked again, this time confused.

"Ah.......the mall," I lied. My mom is a dark skinned woman, who worked at a law firm in NYC or should I say she is the boss of a law firm in NYC. She is short, curly haired, sexy and well I'm horrible at describing people, so let's just say she's a supermom. And as I said she's a lawyer so I'm practically in a courtroom already. Oh and if your wondering why I'm speaking Spanish, well my dad is a Latino.

"Kelly Isabella McHale, come home this instant," my mother commanded.

I am so dead, Ugh I hate this 'Dimples' guy I think to myself as I practically run home.