M.Y.T.H.S

+ Chapter Five +

Chapter Five

Louisa's POV (A DIFFERENT PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW WEW!)

Ok I'm pissed off. First, I have to be partnered up with the biggest døuchebag known to supernatural kind. Second, I have to sit next to him FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR!!! And thirdly, not only do I have to stay in this seat all year but I'm far away from my best friends. Thanks to the epic wand wanker, also known as Mr Batchelor, she was forced to sit at the front whilst I was stuck at the back.

"Alright rotten fish, how old are ya? By the looks of that pruney skin of yours my guess would be....47? Yea, 47" and there he is. The guy I am stuck with for. The. Whole. Year. Grrrrrr.

"No Keegan, I am not 47" I say going along with his game "I'm actually 73! Can't you see I've been working on these wrinkles?" I say smugly.

"Ok 73" he says writing it down on his piece of paper. My smile is wiped off my face. Gosh he grinds my gears.

"So as I'm 73 and you definitely look older than me, my guess would be that you're 92?" he gives me a scowl.

"Ha-ha. I bet you think you're really funny. That's something I can put in my report about you, 'Louisa the tuna thinks she's really funny, when really she's an annoying -soon to be sushi- person. That sounds like a good starter, don't you think?"

"It sure does! Just like mines gonna start off as 'Keegan the wizard loser has a natural gift to annoy and repulse others just by them looking at his face'. Sound good to you?"

"Ugh! You're improbable" he groaned.

"Isn't it meant to be 'impossible'?"

"You can't be impossible, you exist -unfortunately. So the correct term is 'you're improbable' which means you're ridiculous"

"Wow! That's just so interesting! Please! Tell me more!"

"Well ok. If you insist. Another word that would be grammatically correct to describe you could be implausible, unbelievable, fanciful, absurd, unsub-"

"SHUT UP!" I screamed.

"Miss Rose. It is not acceptable to yell in class. Please shut. Your. Mouth" Mr Batchelor snapped whilst sending me a deathly glare. I sink down low in my seat as everyone in the class was staring at me and some snickering. Looking over at Felicite she gives me a quizzical look. 'You ok?' she mouths. 'No' I pout. She gives me a look saying that she'll talk to me later before turning back to her work.

A snicker next to me grabs my attention. Keegan. "You know I really don't like you" I say. "Well I like you. Well, at least one thing..." "Really?" I ask quizzically. "What?" "Well, you're really really really really easy to annoy" He smirks. Ok, I officially have no more words to describe how much I despise this guy. He's so cocky, arrogant and just plain annoying and I wanna slap him!

So I did.

The class went silent. The sound bouncing off the walls creating an almost cynical crack noise.