the glasses.

Chapter 3

Chandlers POV

"We'll she is the girl I ran into this morning...Melissa " I said "oh she is really pretty" she said "and a good kisser" I mumbled "what" the nurse said in surprise "when did you kiss her?" She asked, "well I didn't kiss her she kissed me and I didn't even know it was her until after she told me because I couldn't see, Brett broke my glasses." I answered "so she kissed you?" She asked "yep" I said , "it was nice" I said "well well well look who's the player now" she said. I rolled my eyes and said "haha ok ok" and got up after that to go to class. "Wait I need to give you your note for being late" she said before I left "fine make it quick" I said in a sarcastically way, she gave me my note an I grabbed my bag and left. I was walking to class and to be honest it was super hard I could barely see so had to stop by the bathroom and put on my contacts, I really didn't want to but I couldn't see. So I put on my contacts and ran to class I was already 10 minutes late no one was in the halls thank god, I run into class and they were having a discussion until I walked in and everything went quiet.

"Where are his glasses" , " omg he doesn't have glasses on" , "I think he looks cute without glasses" I heard a bunch of people muttering as I walked to my seat I don't like this I am liked because I don't have on glasses not because I'm me but because I don't have my glasses I can't wait to get my new pair. People were still mumbling until mr. Graves said "settle down kids mr Jackson's face is not the concern right now" thank god at least the old bag was helping, but one thing I can't put my finger on is, why do glasses have such an impact on my appearance and what people think of me, it's aggravating. My thoughts were interrupted as Mr.Graves said "okay class, today we will be in partners for an English assignment now everyone pick your partners then sit down, go" three girls I didn't know eminently came up to my desk, on was a blond girl with way to much makeup on eww, and the other was a brunette with big blue eyes and an obvious boob job, that's disturbing, and the last was a short but not short brunette with big brown shining eyes and long wavy hair that reached the small of her back, all of them skinny.

"So do you want to be my partner" said the blond girl "no no I don't" I answered "why not" she spat "well because just yesterday you threw pencils and food at my head" I explained as she gave me a dirty look and walked off. " well do you want to be my partner then" asked the brunette " you know what I don't in fact I want to be her partner" I said pointing to the girl with the big beautiful eyes. "You mean mrs. Flat chest over here" she spat " yes because boob jobs aren't hot" I said as she let out a gasp and walked off. I looked over at the only remaining girl and thought she was going to cry ,"hey don't take anything they say to heart I think your really pretty" I said softly and sweetly giving her a lopsided smile, she smiled back an said "thank you" she was shy I could tell "so what's this project that Mr.Graves is going on about" I asked her eyes got big and she said "oh uh it's just a writing assignment we have to write a five paragraph easy on the types of irony situational, verbal, and dramatic" I thought a second "hmm sounds easy enough when's it due" I asked " next Monday" she answered " oh hu yeah I think we can get it done by tomorrow" "what tomorrow how could we possible get it done by tomorrow?" she asked shocked.

"Well I have an A average in this class and irony is a pretty easy subject of this curriculum corse and I love English" I answered "WOW" she said "ok I'll tell you what meet me in the library after school and we can work on it ok?" I asked "ok" she answered I gave her a smile as the bell rang and we walked out it was kinda awkward to talk to her ranging at 6.5' and her being 5.7' but I could manage. We were approaching my locker when I had to say goodbye. She left as I opened my locker just to have all my books fall out when this morning it was perfectly neat, and then I could only think of one person doing this and I was right as I heard a laugh behind me. I turned to face Brett with my head down so he couldn't see my face. "Hahah look at the loser he's sad that his books fell ,nerd." He spat "well sorry to burst your bubble but I prefer the term intellectual badass" I said as I raised my head to look at him, his face was shocked not to see my glasses, I guess he was so use to seeing them. "Dude what happened to your face?" He asked "you know Brett it's your fault you broke my glasses and forced me to wear contacts because it was just that fucking hard to see so fuck you asshole" what hell did I just do did I just yell at the guy that kicks my ass everyday did I just call him an asshole what the hell oh god I just put myself up to a world of pain oh shit oh shit oh shit what do I do.

He stood quiet for a moment and then just walked away saying "sorry man sorry" what the hell.

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