unloved weapon

draw

after George acted like that we decided to walk faster than before.
luckily we found our spot at 10 in the morning.

the others has been searching for us the whole night, but couldn't find us.
mrs hallway told George and me to stay out of class for a few days..

Of course George wouldn't listen, neither did I since I had a bet to win.

I look over to George who's staring at the paper in front of him. I look down to my paper and see that I've gotten 100 points.

I stand up and walk to George who's smirking at me. "99 points." he proudly shows me "aww man.. I only got 100." I start to smirk.

"wha-" he quickly takes my test and I see the anger in his eyes. He looks up to me "how did you do it?" he suddenly asks.

"what- what kind of a question is that?" I laugh "you never learn, but still get perfect grades! while I keep my eyes on a book 24/7 and end up with this!" he starts to get mad.

"99 points are good too?" I look confused at him "ugh- you wouldn't understand." he slowly stands up and walks away.

"hey- where are you going?!" I walk after him "away from you!" he shouts "you still own me a date!" I shout as I stay on my spot.

he shows me the middle finger and continues to walk.

"what the fuck is wrong with him?" I hear Nick laughing next to me.
"that was kinda cute."

"what?" he turns over to me "nothing." I smile before walking back in.

George POV

this whole time.. I was just stupid.
not just because someone literally- I can't even think about it..

not because someone beat me...

but because I could use him for my own well.

why don't I just play the little friend of him, while in real I slowly push him down to the ground.

"what are you smirking about?" i hear his voice appear at the right time "stop annoying me and tell me where you're taking me."

he raises an eyebrow.
"I would like to take you to a caffè." he smiles at me "which caffè?" I ask "surprise." he sits himself down.

"okay.." i stare into his eyes
"okay." 

"choose what you want to eat." he says "surprise me." i walk away and sit myself down.

it's easy.
play along with him.
let him talk so you slowly 'realise' that he's not that bad.

act like a friend for a few days or weeks and then start to ask him about study stuff..

BOOM
you caught the mouse.

"a sandwich and a coffee." he places them down "wow.. that's right." I force a sweet smile on my lips.

"what can I say?" he arrogantly smiles but I ignore it and start to eat my sandwich.
"talk, tell me something." I lean myself back while watching  him.

"you interested?" he raises an eyebrow "no, I'm bored."

"I've always been an A student." he starts "I've always been ahead of everyone, like now." he smirks.

I know damn well where he's moving to.

"that's great! me too." I smile "yeah.." he looks away. "do you have any hobbies or are you boring?" i ask "I like to take pictures."

"pictures?" I look confused at him.
"yeah, pictures." he smiles "but from places or people."

"oh.. yeah. wanna show me some?" i look away "I'll show you when we go back." Clay says "nice."

"what about you, do you have any hobbies?"
my hobbies? do i even have hobbies?
"uhh- my hobby is weird, i don't wanna say it." i look away again.

"is it learning?"
"yeah.."

"that's not a hobby!" he makes me look up to him "you need to have a real one- like football." he says.

"nah-" i watch him stand up "you finished, right?" he makes sure "yes?"
"come on- we'll find you a hobby." he pulls me with him.

"what do you like?" he asks while moving his legs. what I like.. what do i like? I don't know-
"don't tell me you don't know." he turns around.

"i don't know what you mean by like-"
"what do you do expect from learning?" he asks "i like to sleep?"

he doesn't move.

"come on.. do you like football?" he asks "i mean.. i don't hate it, but I'm too lazy for sport." i true fully tell him.

"hmm.."

"why don't we try something out?" Clay suddenly says "try what out?" i look confused at him.

"lets go to a location and mix something.. i do my hobby and you could draw the view." he says "draw? I don't think I can draw."

"lets find out." he starts to walk away and I slowly follow him. I would rather lay in my bed now but I got to do what I got to do.

It didn't take long and we arrived at a small sea. I look over to Clay and suddenly he stands there with a camera in his hand.

he knees down and starts to take a few pictures of the sea. "go on." he looks to me "get the paper and the pen in my bag."

I raise an eyebrow, but start to take the things out.
I look up to the view and back down to my paper before I slowly start to draw.

I start to make the sea lines, the small waves, the ducks that are swimming around and of course the background.

"have you finished already?" Clay appears next to me "almost." i say and continue to draw around.

"I got my picture." he says and I feel his eyes on me "why not." he suddenly says and lifts his camera up to me.

"what?"
"smile~" he says.

"get away with your camera-" i hide the lens of the camera "got it." he smirks at me before turning around and looking at the picture.

I just shake my head.

"it's pretty." he turns around and shows me the picture.
It really is pretty- my angle is right, the background is blurred but I'm sharp.

"wow- you really are good at it." i slowly take the camera away from him. "your drawing looks good." he suddenly says "yeah- it turned out better than I thought." I look down.

"you liked it?"
"it wasn't bad." i look up to him.

"would you take this as your hobby?" he asks.
oh, he was talking about hobbies-
"yeah, I guess." I look away.

"then we found your hobby." he gets up "shall we go back now?"