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Hey guys! sorry for not updating in three months, I've been super busy with stuff at school and at home too! but summer holls are coming soon, so i should be updating more.
Love yahs xxxx
Luke's PO.V
I can't believe Ailsa-Mary would act like that in front of my family! There already wary that I'm dating someone two years younger than myself.
We were all having a nice civil lunch when all of a sudden she started to make all of these sexual jokes about our love life, yes okay some were funny but you don't say something like that in front of my mum and dad, even Ben and Jack were shocked with the things she said.
After that everything was deathly quite until I said that we where leaving so we could get back in time for assembly. Again it was deathly quite in the car as I drove us back to the school, well everything except All Time Low's new CD playing.
Once the engine stopped after I parked up Ailsa got out the car and went into the school building.
"Arrgggghhhhgg". I yelled, shacking the steering wheel. I sat staring out the window for a while, til something caught my eye, it was Michael walking backwards out the main entrance of the school screaming at Mr Crowford and his parents, all four were red in the face.
Mrs Clifford was now yelling at her son while her husband and Mr Crowford tried to get Michael to come back to them, but in true Michael style he kept walking away from them, now with his middle finger flying high in the air.
Suddenly the passenger door opened and then shut, I looked over to see Mickey sitting staring blankly at me, "Drive Luke, just please bloody drive somewhere away from this shit hole!"
I pulled the car into gear, reversed and drove into town and also in the direction of the moshpit. The car journey was quite just like the won with Ailsa-Mary, again with the awkward silence hing under ATL.
I pulled up at the nearest entrance near the pit, we quickly got out the car and walked up the dust track, "So," I awkwardly said, "What was the massive screaming match about?"
He snorted, "Screaming match? Nah Luke your being to poilte with that one! It was more like World War Three!"
"Well what happened?"
Mickey went quite for a couple minutes then finally said,"I'm dyslectic Luke, the school and my parents want me to get someone in class to help me with my work, but I don't want it to happen. I'm doing okay-ish right now, yeah I'm nearly failing but i'd rather fail and it be all my own work then pass and it be someone else's work!"
"You never said you were dyslectic Mike? How long have you known?" I asked, taking a seat on the folding chair.
"I don't know. Primary school maybe? A while though." Mickey said, taking a seat on the log where he sat last night.
"Aw man! You should have said something? We could pf helped you with it!" I sighed.
"Its not something you causally shout out Luke, why do you think I picked on you for like half of primary? I was jelouse of how you understood everything!" Micheal started to raise while still looking at his sruffy all black converses. I was just about to reply with something when he spoke again, "You know what? I might as well drop out! I'm just a reject!"
