Angels

Chapter five

Okay, so the people who haven't forgot about my story I am going to bow down to you forever. I kept telling myself to update, but I just didn't make time to do it. I was busy with my volunteering thing I was doing this summer and I didn't get home until six, and by then I was super tired, working with kids takes a lot out of you. After a certain point it just became natural for me to completely ignore Wattpad, but now that I'm going to have a set schedule, I definitely will schedule in a time where I'll update. I will make it weekly, and if I can, I'll update earlier. I am making a promise to the few people that still read my story and to myself that I will stay on top of this. I thank you all for reading the story and I hope that if this ever happens again, and I am going to try my best for it not to, I am hoping that some of the readers will push me to update. *Hint hint, wink wink*

Anyway, enough of my rambling, here's the story.
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Sarah's POV

I immediately yanked my hand out of his and glared at him.

"You do know that you can show me the way without touching me right!? Or are you that much of an idiot!?" I snapped.

Jake looked terrified and I softened my gaze.

"Just show me the way." 

He nodded and started walking.

I stared at his back and felt a twinge of guilt. 

Should I really have been that hard on him...? I mean, he probably didn't even realize what he was doing...maybe I sho-

"The girl's locker room is through those doors." Jake said, pulling me back to my senses. 

I can't believe I actually considered apologizing! I must be sick or something.

Well, sick or not, I should be polite.

"Thanks for showing me the way." 

He burst out in a smile so big it looked like flowers were floating around his head.

"Anytime!" he said cheerfully.

Dumbfounded I watched him jog over to the boy's locker room.

How on the freaking earth does someone change their mood in an instant like that!?

Bahh! I don't have time to worry about the likes of him.  

I perked up. Besides, it's P.E. time!

I jogged over to the doors and pushed them open. 

I walked into the cool hallway and glanced around at my surroundings. 

Well, I can say one thing for sure, this place needs a makeover.

I turned the corner and saw only a huge number of girls squished in the room.

I stopped by the first row of lockers and sat down in front of them. I glanced around at the girls and noticed most of them looked like they hadn't ever done any real exercise.

I grinned maniacally in my head, they sure chose the wrong class to take then. 

"Alright students!" a teacher called out over the murmurs and giggles of the girls.

"Those who are in Coach Katrell's class please follow me to the wrestling room."

Almost every girl stood up and the teacher looked shocked.

"...all of you are taking the advanced class?" the teacher asked.

Most of the girls nodded and giggled.