Love me After (Book 1 of Strangers)

Chapter 8 - Caught red handed, twice!

The bell finally rang, and luckily that was the last bell which meant classes were over for the day. Our Maths teacher left us with homework to be submitted next week and then I quickly bolted out of class.

All I wanted to do right now was get home and scream into my pillow till I damage my vocal cords.

Why in a million years would Mrs. Willow do that to me? I mean it wasn't her fault that she doesn't know I hate Weston, but at the end of the day it was still her fault. Weston was my partner for a project of two weeks which would be half our grade. Meaning if he messes up then we both fail. Not forgetting the fact we'll be seeing each other more often outside of school.

I wanted to scream, sob, maybe jump off a building. God damnit, I just wanted to go home!

I quickly stuffed my books from my locker into my bag, looking over my shoulder for Weston. Once I had my specific books in I shut my locker, but as I was about to turn I suddenly felt someone's arm over my shoulder which made me squeal.

"Woah, the fuck was that?" I paused then looked up to see Brent, who stared at me with a worried and confused look.

"O-oh, it's you" I say then chuckled nervously, already embarrassed. Now I'm paranoid.

"What's up with the squeal? Did something happen?" He asked concerned as he never took his gaze off me.

Yes, something did. "Ah, it's nothing, I just got a bit startled you know" I say nervously, praying he doesn't notice the obvious nervousness in my voice. I mean when Weston Griffin is your partner why wouldn't you be paranoid?

He stared at me skeptically but thankfully shrugged it off. Good.

"Okay then. Anyways, I got back my grade from the English test, and I got a B!" I suddenly paused before I cursed at myself in my head. Because of the, 'Justin party incident' the next day all I studied for the English test flew out my head and I know I did bad. Since that day I've been dreading the day our grades will finally be released and the day has finally come.

I just know my dad is coming to flip at me. No, he might as well actually do a flip at this point. To say I was terrified is an understatement.

I gulped, already dreading reaching home and knowing the disappointed look my dad would give me above his glasses.

"I actually thought I would fail this time and have to do my brother's chores for a week" Brent grins ear to ear as we stepped out the building. Lucky him.

"Hah, yeah, that would probably sucks" I muttered, trying not to sound nervous.

"I know you probably got something like A, or A+" He chuckles. But that's the thing, I probably didn't.

As we walked towards the sidewalk Brent stopped and looked at me."Hey, are you busy today? Cause I was wondering if you wanted to come over to play some Xbox"

As I was about to speak I was suddenly cut off by a weight over my shoulder.

"Sorry, he can't make it cause he's busy with me" I looked up at Weston who had his arm over my shoulder as he stared at a confused Brent. "We have a project we have to work on together and I don't think videogames would help"

This fucker!

Brent looked at Weston then his gaze drifted down to me. "Is this true?"

I didn't want to say yes, but it was, it was sadly true. I gave him a weak nod. "Y-yeah... Sorry Brent" I apologized meanwhile, Weston just latched onto me like a leech.

"Ah, you don't have to apologize. If it's for your class then I don't mind. Just focus on passing okay" Brent says with a soft smile across his lips. Brent was always understanding, and that's what I loved him for. I already felt bad for just leaving him now. "Text me when you have time, Lews" He ruffled my hair then began walking off.