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Chapter 3 –  Let’s Get this Party Started 

Friday …

I pull up again to King High , armed with my box of saltine crackers for Polly Jockstrap , I’ve been caring crackers with me and just throw it at him every time he repeats Ashley, and  he still cant figure out why I call him Polly. I’ve also been dodging Ashley just to avoid confrontation and strapping on my guitar to my back instead of caring the case around so she can’t say I Knocked into her , besides she still doesn’t know I’m gonna be singing tonight at her party and I don’t wanna ruin it for Kyla.

I make my way to our usual table and still I’m getting stared at .I mean okie I have a pair of black straight leg boot cut jeans on ,m y motorcycle boots as usual , a white pinstriped vest top on , and my aviators  I look like a typical  student. Hmmm maybe it’s the tattoos I still can’t figure it out .

Spence : Morning ladies and Gentlemen she greets everyone , while holding her coffee in one hand and her guitar slung on her back .

Chelsea: Morning Blondie looking hot today… I see you’re getting a lot of attention today

Spencer: Yeah can you please explain that to me please I am not used to getting stared at off stage .I mean this is how I typically dressed in my old school and there are a lot more girls here where a lot less and lot more reveling to class . Like Madison over here,  slings her arm over Madison shoulders and gives her peck on the cheek) Morning Maddy