Chapter 2 - Joking Around

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4th lesson - Woodshop.

Savannah's POV

When media was over I immediately though yes! No more Jacob. But then I found out he was also taking woodshop, so we we're in the same class again. And once more I got told to keep an eye on Jacob again. Wouldn't it make more sense to put him with another guy instead of a non-sociable female.

Anyways, I got stuck having to show Jacob how to make a wooden keychain out of all the leftovers we had. It took him 20 minute just to figure out what design he wanted. He ended up picking a football. So not only is he a social boat, he's also kind of a jock. Kill me now! If I'm stuck with him the rest of the day I'm gonna go nuts.

When the his keychain shape was finally done, he wanted to paint it. To be honest with myself he may be annoying but HOLY SHIT he painted like a pro. I could never paint something that detailed. That was one of the main reasons I didn't pick art. But shit I was surprised. If that keychain was the size of and actual football, you would mistake it for a real one

Jacobs POV

I know I was kind of pushing it, taking 20 minutes to pick a design, but in my defence, there were A LOT of choices. I ended up just picking a football because I could tell Savannah was getting pissed at me and I do really like football.

By the end of class I had my keychain and I even managed to paint it. I think Savannah was really shocked at my painting skills, cuz she just stared at it until I was done and attached it to my bag. I never thought I was that good at art. But considering that Savannah usually ignored me, but she didn't even blink whilst I was painting, I think I might have some talent.

Savannah's POV

It was finally lunch time. I went to sit by the art block with Amity and Rave again. Luckily I managed to loose Jacob.

"Hey Sav." Amity called out, patting the ground next to her.

I sat down to where she was gesturing and we had our lunch in peace. Rave usually hangs with his guy friends at lunch cuz we make him. If we didn't then he would probably be attached to Amity constantly.

"So how was media and woodshop?" She asked.

"Shit" I told her truthfully.

"Hu? Why's that?"

"You know that kid that bumped into me earlier?"

"Jacob." she said, nodding

"Well he was in both my classed and wouldn't shut up." I told her.

"well, sounds like you had a fabulous day to me" she said sarcastically.

"If I was 16 right now I so would have gone wolf on you by now!" I joked.

You weren't technically classified as a full werewolf until you hit your required aged for your gender. Boys were 14 and girls were 16. As a result if your mate hadn't hit their required age then you couldn't tell if they were your mate or not until then.

"Well, lucky me then. Cuz your still only 15" she gloated

"Yeah, but only for one more week. So be careful." I gave her an evil smirk and we both laughed.

"Where is Jacob now anyways?" Amity asked.

"Dunno, probably the sports block, I figured out he's one of those jock kids." I answered her.

We spent the rest of lunch joking around and having silly conversations, until we had our final lesson together then went home.

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