Hey you punk!- I shouted glaring at my childhood best friend, Tres.

What?- he asked looking so confused

Quick! We're late for school! - I glared at him, but still unmoved. I raised my hand and spunk his *** so loud.

What the hell Zette!- he yelled glaring at me.

What?? Are gonna quick or I'll kick your ***? - I asked him with a death glare.

He looks at me with a smirk and stand as he finished to put on his shoes.

Let's go - he says as we walk towards a bike where we both usually ride. On our way to school the bike we are on broke.

Ugh! Damn! Tres, how are we going to school? Our bike broke. Aissh jinjja! - I exclaimed out of irritation.

We have no choice but to wait for the bus to stop since we're just a half meter far from the station. Let's go! - He answered as he holds my hand and runs toward the station.

Ugh! Zette, do you have your bus card? - he asked.

Yeah- I answered getting the hint that he left his card

Good - he said as he breathes out.

We entered the bus and taps for two people. I'm paying for me and Tres.

Tres reserved a seat for me while I'm paying for his bus fare.

Zette, here! - as he taps the seat beside him.

I sat there staring a glare at him.

......................

30 minutes later

......................

Zette, we're here - he taps my shoulder.

I realized I slept at the bus..

What is it time now?? - I asked him looking so clueless. He looks at his watch. My eyes widened on what I just saw at his watch. I pulled his arms as I run out of the bus.

What the heck, Tres! We're late for our first day! - running at the school gate. A man blocked out way and I bumped with him.

Sorry, I'm just in a rush, excuse me. - I stand and pulled the wrist of Tres.

Hep, hep,hep!!- He said dusting off his shirt.

hep hep hep!!- He said dusting off his shirt before we recognized him as the School Supreme President. I looked into his eyes in shock. I can't manage to just stand by 'cause tres doesn't seem to know with whom I bumped. He pulls my wrist and runs as fast as he could while I'm still in shock looking back to the SSP. I can't manage to stop so I finally decided to just run with Tres. We found our room and section. Who knows? we're at the same class. So.. how should we behave?? As we entered the room, the professor just checked us from head to foot. And he started to talk:

Ok, class. We have two new students.- He stared at us just before I got his point.

"Hello, my name is Amaris Samanthanisha Zayigarra. 18. From my hometown, Crella. What I expect in this class is to have a interesting topics and friends." - I bowed in the rest of the class as I was shy of being late and it's all Tres's fault! If he just got too excited to attend this first day of school we wouldn't have been this late.

"Hello, hehe, I'm