Red riding hood

I hate bubbly girls

Here I was my first period math I was sitting in my usual sit at the back as the teacher rambled on about who knows what I didn't care really eduction is the key to su-blah blah blah 

I clenched my eyes shut  for a minute and felt someone sit beside me.opening them slowly I saw that the same chick from yesterday

Why was she here didn't see get the message that I don't do friends

"Hey."she smiled earning a glare from me

"How are you?"

"Cause I'm good."

"I so love your outfit."she squealed "tots gives of the badass girl vibe."

I felt a brush creep though my cheeks I'm tough and all but I'm not used to compliment

"Can you shut up."my voice came out louder than intended

"Okay but do I want to sit with us."she mumbled

I didn't reply as to why she wanted to sir with me.normal people don't sit with freaks right.i haven't had a friend in years so I wouldn't know

I know her type the happy and positive 

Your typical bubbly girl

I hate bubbly girls