Chapter 2

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Hey guys! So for the story I'm having Matt Lanter play the part as David. Thanks for reading!

David's POV

I can't believe I have to work with that bitch! She acts like she never did anything! We used to be best friends since kindergarten, then she has to ruin it all! The point is she's a bitch and she always has been since 8th grade.

I started getting ready for school. I put on some nike shorts with a school sweatshirt, some nike socks, and running shoes. I walked down stairs and saw my little sister, Grace, eating French toast sticks. "Davey!" She called my name. She couldn't say my name the right way when she was little, so now her she is, 6 years old, and calling me Davey. I think it's adorable. "Good morning princess!" I said as I pick her up and held her high while I spun around. Her giggles are beyond contagious. "Can you take me to school today?" She asked me, having a little trouble with her words. "Sorry princess, I have to go to school today. But I promise I'll take you to the park today when I get back." I promised her, holding out my pinky. She hung her pinky tight around mine, and hugged me goodbye. Her hand could barely read around my back, she was so small.

Well, time to go see Miss Teen Bitch America.

I hopped into my truck and drove to school. I don't have a super fancy car because I didn't want one. I feel like it makes me look like a douche who's spoiled by their parents.

I parked my car near the front of the school, and walked in. Mr. Cade wanted me and Alex to meet him in his class first thing this morning, so I made my way to his classroom. Let's get this over with, I thought to myself.

Alex POV

I sat in Mr. Cade's room, waiting in David. I don't know what I ever did to him to make him hate me so much. We used to be best buds. Then in 8th grade he just started to hate me. He occasionally calls me a bitch, whore, sometimes slut. I don't think he realizes how low those words make me think of myself. But anyways, David walked in.

"Okay, so you two are going to be working all subjects now. I talked with your English teachers. You two will not be doing a math project anymore. Instead, you're gonna be wok ring on a presentation that represents how the both of you see through each other's perspectives. I really wanna know what you thought about their lives, guys. I'm expecting a real project. I'm working in the computer lab with my classes all day today. You two have the classroom to yourselves for the day to work. Get on it." He said. And walked towards the door. Just as he was about to shut the door he said. "And Ms. Delgado? I don't wanna hear the fire alarm." Then he was gone.

Why me? I thought.

I looked at David and he was glaring at me.

"Don't like at me, start the paper dumbass." He said, irritated.

"You got it. First question, why do you hate me?" I said, getting angry.

"Do I really need to spell it out?" He asked me, like I was stupid.

"Okay for real now, if we don't get this done were dead." I told him.

I heard him mumble something along the lines of, "I'm already dying." But I'm not gonna let him get to me.

"First question. How many siblings do you have?" David asked, not very excitedly.

"I have a twin brother, Adam, and a younger brother, Austin. What about you?" I asked, the same bland expression.

"I have a little sister named Grace and a little brother named Quinn."

"Cool." I said, trying not to be awkward.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 04, 2015 ⏰

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