I Bet You Can't

Part 11

Hey everyone. Sorry it's been a while again. Believe it or not, I have been super busy. Fricken school. I am SO glad this school year is almost over. Anyway enjoy part 11!

^Jake's POV^

Art. With Grace. Well, I'll survive right? She doesn't hate me THAT much. Right?

I walked to Ms. Aird's room, walking fast with my hands in my pockets. My mind was racing, scattered thoughts zipping around everywhere. "Did you study for that test?" "Isn't the test on Wednesday?" "Will I have to sit by Grace in Art?"

I wasn't sure why I was making such a huge deal out of this. I'm almost 17 for Christ's sake. I even know what college I want to apply to! I can be mature about this. I can ignore her.

I walked in the class and told Ms. Aird about my schedule change. She seated me in an empty chair in the back, next to a huge supply room. I wasn't sure I was next to Grace, because I was one of the first ones in the class.

A few minutes later, the bell rang, and I took out my sketchbook. I looked through all my sketches, picking out the best ones. Students started shuffling in, tossing their backpacks on the ground at their feet. Nobody really liked Mondays. Almost everyone seemed to have a frown on their face.

Just then Grace walked through the door, laughing and talking to this girl Becca, a huge smile on her face. I must've been staring, because she spotted me in the back, and her smile turned into an annoyed-pissed-confused expression.

"Good morning class!" Ms. Aird said her usual greeting.

"Good morning Ms. Aird" the class grumbled.

"Please get your sketchbooks out of your lockers, and continue the three sketches. We will be starting our paintings next week, so you need to choose with sketch to use!"

The period went on and on very slowly. I could feel the angry glances from Grace, as I sketched a picture of Link from Legend of Zelda. Yes I am a geek.

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The class finally ended, and as soon as the bell rang I threw my sketchbook into my backpack, heading for the door. I heard a voice behind me as I walked down the ramp out to the quad.

"Hey! Drake! Don't move another step!"

I groaned. Grace walked in front of me, folding her arms over her chest.

"How can I help you Grace" I said flatly

"Are you STALKING me now?! Why are you here?!?"

"Because you told me to not move" I answered

"No, why are you in MY art class?!"

"YOUR art class? Excuse me, I don't have time for bullshit, I gotta get to second period" I shot back, walking around her.

She ran after me, not giving up on the issue.

"Stop following me, or I'll issue a restraining order" she said in my ear as I walked.

"Actually, you're the one following me right now. And, I got a schedule change, so if you have a problem with me, take it up with the front office. Have a nice day!" I said sarcastically, walking faster and in a different direction toward science class.

)Grace's POV(

Ugh! What is that boy's problem! He's just so.... I just want to strangle him! He makes me so mad!