The Heartbreaking Agreement

Chapter III

I'm sorry I didn't upload the chapter this weekened. Because you waited a little longer I decided to make this chapter also a bit longer. ;) Enjoy!

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I was pretty good at English. You could find straight A's on my report cards in high school, but that's because it was an easy subject. The teacher really didn't expect us to do much. We would read in class and work on our little novels which I did enjoy a lot! She didn't care about our grammar mistakes; she focused on creativity.

Miss Walkfield had dark-red hair and she would curl them everyday. She was a great writer and singer, but somehow she was trapped in high school as a teacher. I knew it wasn't her dream. She didn't have to say it - Miss Walkfield didn't like to talk about her past, but all the posters of Brodway shows in her classroom gave us a sign. Life crushed her.

In a young age she had to give up on her dream and became a nobody, a teacher who guys would make fun of. Especially Jerome.

We had English together in junior year. I sat behind him, in a second row. From the first day he caused a lot of trouble. Of course, it wasn't anything new or special. Every time before English I could hear my classmates talking to each other about how they "can't wait to see him in action".

I thought it was stupid and depressing. It was heartbreaking to watch Miss Walkfield try to deal with rebellious teenager. She would send him to the principle, call his parents, talk to him after class, give him attention or even give him extra work - nothing worked.

It wasn't just Miss Walkfield who will remember Jerome for the rest of her life. My chemistry teacher was his neighbour and knew his parents. To make it all even worse he had him in one of his classes. All the stories I heard of how he would disobey and make a fool of himself were annoying and after a while it all sounded the same.

But one day he crossed the line.

There were rumors that he had a romance with one of the French teachers which is why she was fired. No one ever found out the truth, the teachers didn't believe in it and the principle wouldn't talk about it. Even though it was a big scandal at our school and town I didn't really care about it. I had my own problems I had to deal with.

Quinn and I used to have lunch together with our friends/losers. Bunch of freaks and nerds, someone may say. The truth was different. Not all of us were great in school, we lived in the middle-upper class, we all had pretty normal families. The problem was that we were just awkward.

Quinn was excluded from all guys when he finally told the whole school he was homosexual. Mia, a half-Chineese girl, was dyslectic. Liam was a tough guy and a football player, but still a virgin. And I, Evangeline Sullivan, a queen of freaks. Why? Because I loved school. Well, maybe not people from our school.

I did enjoy all the projects that my teachers would prepare for us, the book and Spanish clubs were amazing and library was heaven. Music rooms were the place where all the cool kids would hang out, but after school it a great place to talk to Miss Walkfield.

I wasn't a nerd though. I was lazy which was my biggest issue. Because of that I gained weight and that's why everyone called me Big A - a one fat Angel.

"Oh my God! Is that an earthquake?"

"No, it's just Big A. What's up, Queen of Freaks?"

Off with your brainless heads - I would think, but only wish to say it out loud.

All those memories of high school came back to me just few hours before my "meeting" with Jerome. I couldn't believe I was actually doing it, but for the most part I was worried. He could kill me, right? I mean, it looks like he didn't change at all since high school. What if he's even worse?