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Chapter 5. The trip

My whole class and our teacher are waiting on the parking for the bus to come.
For a suprise, James isn't here. At least I think so because I can't see him near by.

"Ines, can I see your art history notebook?" One girl with redish hair called me from the back.

"Huh, oh! Yeah..." I turned around to face her while I tried to open my bag. It looks like it's stuck.

"You need help?" She asked while looking down at me.

"No, I'm fine."

"I think u won't be able to open it like that."

"Then how should I open it!?" I mumred to myself with annoyed voice.

"Woah, okay. You don't have to get angry all of a sudden." She made some kind of a angry-annoyed face and looked away.

"You're the one who's getting angry." I stood up, leaving my backpack on the ground.

"Hm!"

That voice she just made remembered me of blonde, popular and mean girl from teen movies.
I kept quite while I tried to get the notebook out one more time. After two minutes of pulling the zipper left and right, I made it.
"Here!" I pushed the notebook on her chest and suddenly something slapped my face.

"What do you think you're doing!? You pervert!!" She screamed and ran away with my notebook in her hands.

"What was that for? Hey! My notebook!" Holding one hand on the place where she slapped me I put back on my backpack and follow her. Because of my bad luck it looks like I aready lost her in the crowd. "Great..."

When I wanted to go back to my class group someone gave me another kick on the back.

"Hey there my friend!"

That voice, so he came after all.
"You idiot! That hurt." I turned around for 300° and wanted to hit him back but he dodged my 'attack'.

"Woah dude. What's wrong with your face?" James pointed at my red cheeck and luaghed.

"That was... Nothing. Nevermind!"

"You pissed off someone didn't you?"

"So what if I did? It has nothing to do with you."

"Why are you always so mean Inn?" He put on some sad face that looks more like a duck face.

"Inn? Is that a new nickname you're gaving me?"

"This is the only one!"

"What about Inny, Glasses, Cold, Inny the smart one?" I started walking my way back to the teacher.

"Those were bad, this one is perfect." He followed me and I bet he was smiling.

Until the bus came I had to lisen his stupid talk. How he got out of the bed, how he tought that he will be late, how he packed his underwear, blah, blah...

"Everyone in pairs and take seats in the bus!" Mr. Strossmay jelled when bus doors opened.

Everyone slowly went inside. While I was watching for an empty seat James pulled me down next to him.

"You want me to fall or something?" I asked him while I tried to find a place for my backpack.

"Hah, you can put it between your feet." He smiled and pushed his bag with his leg.
Once again he ignored my question.

"I guess I could but I don't want it to get dirty. I have some books that I don't want to destroy."

"You're bringing books on one night trip!?"
He looked at me in shock.