❥ Small mistakes ❥

2- cigarette boy

   Jamie shrugged it off and continued with band as usual, than the bell rang, dismissing them all. It was so chaotic in the hallway that Jamie crashed straight into someone. "Sorry!" Jamie yelled, looking up at the person she ran into, than she froze. Her flute case loose in her hand, her backpack barely staying on her shoulders. She had just ran into Jackson. Jackson Wright, the percussionist. "Watch where the fuck you're going!" Jackson yelled and shoved Jamie to the side, hitting her in the hip in the process. Jackson than walked away and into his math class, leaving Jamie there, shocked. He really did seem like an asshole. "Damn, sorry about him." 

  Jamie heard someone speak, turning around. She saw a tall kid with black hair holding a trumpet case. He had freckles and blue eyes. "My names Nevan, Im first trumpet for the band." He held his hand out for a hand shake. "Sorry, im not big on the touching part." Jamie apologized. "Its alright!" Nevan smiled. Nevan seemed nice, a little too nice. "Im Jamie. Nice to meet you." Jamie greeted him. "Nice to meet you too! You seem really nice." Nevan smiled once again. Nevan seemed genuinely pleased to meet her, but Nevan was a 7th grader, Jamie was an 8th grader. That kind of disturbed Jamie, but she also knew knew Bryn, who was also a 7th grader. Jamie smiled back at Nevan. Jamie than noticed something, Nevan looked a little flattered, almost as if he was blushing. Jamie felt a little uncomfortable but shrugged it off thinking he might have just been with his girlfriend before speaking to her. "Hey blonde girl!" Someone yelled, causing Jamie to turn around. "Hey, Have you seen cigarette boy? Saw him walking here." A boy with brown curly hair said. "Who's cigarette boy?" Jamie asked, not knowing who that is was.

     "Jackson. He smokes so I like to call him cigarette boy. Im Barret by the way." Jamie seemed disturbed that Jackson smoked, this kid really was horrible. "I saw walk into math." Nevan said. "Does he normally smoke and curse?" Jamie asked. "Yeah, he vapes sometimes too." Barret admitted. "He's a theater kid anyway. He was never into band, he's only in for the girls. At least thats what he said." Barret shrugged, seeming completely okay that Jackson was a nicotine addict and a pervert. "Thats messed up." Jamie said, she felt uncomfortable by just the thought of him. "Yeah, well I cant control him." Barret said, pulling out a vape and hitting it, blowing smoke everywhere. "Besides, it tastes good. You should try it." Barret said while offering the vape to Jamie. "Ill pass, im not tryna get hooked on that." Jamie said, grossed out. "Aight', you?" He turned to Nevan. Nevan nodded before they all heard a voice. "Ill take some." They all turned and saw Jackson. Jackson walked up and took Barrets vape, hitting it. "Get a better flavor next time, god damn." Jackson complains.