He's Just a Skater Boy (boyxboyxboy)

Chapter 185: No Marsh No Problem

[A/N] Back! I'm back! ( '∇｀   )

I actually updated yesterday but forgot to update on Wattpad before falling asleep.

I'm very busy and not feeling so well today so I'm working my way through all of the messages very slowly. Sorry for the long wait. Updates should be consistent from here on out. ╰(✿'⌣'✿)╯♡

It wasn't like I didn't realise something was off the moment they got back, I figured beforehand when they were late to return in the first place, but if it wasn't made clear enough by the general way they marched up to me the pulling me out of the room and dragging me back to the stairwell was.

I knew I should have said something encouraging or shrugged it off or something but I was suddenly, for a moment, shocked.

"Isn't that... kind of soon?"

I had somehow completely forgotten that moving to Jacob's form was temporary, that the mentoring program was only supposed to last as long as I apparently needed it.

Jacob had been too successful, these days I listened to him all the time, mostly, and without thinking about it my record had become spotless.

Jacob gave me a particular look that put me on edge as he stared down at me. "I could still go back and speak to him."

"No..." I sighed and leaned back against the wall, my eyes passing between the two of them.

There was also the fact that ever since Marsh had nearly gotten us in trouble for what happened a week ago with the bruises to show for it and only a shaky coverup keeping us from being caught, they might very well have decided it was just best to keep the three of us apart and make sure they kept their shining example of a student squeaky clean.

And even more concerningly, Jacob's father might have indicated support for the decision, in which case even arguing would probably just draw more attention to us.

"It's fine... Actually this is way better..." I licked my lips and glanced in the direction of the window. "I'll no longer have Marsh as my PE teacher, I'll go back to Morgan." I smiled. "Sweet."

Atlas leaned in, putting an arm across my line of vision, his hand settling calmly on the wall beside my head, eyes trailing over me with a raised brow. "You're not worried?"

"Why should I be?" I shrugged my shoulders. "What happened before was 'cause of the blackmail. We sorted that. I'll just smash his face in if he comes near me."

Jacob nodded immediately at that, a laser focus on my face that made me unwilling to even look at him, sometimes, when his eyes looked particularly sharp, it felt intimidating to look at them.

Atlas relaxed slightly, fiery eyes examining me. "Right... but don't hold back because he's a teacher or something. We'll get you out of trouble."

I tried not to think about it. Beating the guy was almost more anxiety inducing to think about than running. I didn't know how strong I was to be honest. He was old but he was a gym teacher and I'd only ever gotten in small tiffs. Did I really want to find out how weak I was?

"Really fuck him up okay? Akara!" He barked and I jolted and looked up at him.

He squinted down at me. "You know how to throw a punch?"

"Of course!" I shook my head like he was crazy. "You want me to show you?" I raised a brow and my fist at the same time.

He grabbed my fist without looking at it and pulled it back down without thinking or even putting much energy into it even as I tried to force my hand back up, and a silent sizzle of warmth moved down with it.