Two different worlds |scomiche|ptx

Chapter 2

POV MITCH

"I'm here, I'm here!" I yelled, gasping for air as I ran into the tag boarding room, 30 minutes late.

"It's quite alright, Mr. President." the principle said to me with a grin on his face.

"No harm to correct you, sir, but I'm not the president im the secretary. Charles is." I said to the man, my brows furrowed.

"Charles is leaving next year, and the board of the tag program took a vote." He said, watching to see my response. I looked at the man with questions in my eyes, and looked around the room to see if I was the only one who was confused. I was.

"Your're the new president of the talented and gifted program!" The minute he said that, everyone at the large round table started clapping

"Wow, thank you sir!" I said in a shocked voice, my eyes widening at the thought of this amazing honor. "I really don't deserve this!"

"Of course you do, you have the highest GPA in the twelfth grade. Here you go," he gave me a wide smile as he handed me an award.

I couldn't help but to grin, because I've worked all of high school to get the chair, and I finally got it at the moment I least expected.

"Well president Grassi, you're free to leave at any will. Your classes don't start until tomorrow."

"Thank you so much, sir!" I smiled and reached forward to give the man a firm handshake, before walking the large glass doors.

"Wait, Mitch!" I heard a deep voice call me from behind.

"We still have an hour meeting." My other friend Avi called in his deep voice.

"Oh right." I said, recalling the tag board meeting. Avi and I turned to walk back in the boarding room.

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POV SCOTT

"A tutor!" I shouted at my parents as my mother looked feared and my father upset. "what the hell do you mean a "tutor"!" "Shut up!" My father finally had enough of my ranting and snapped at me. "Because you went on tour you didn't finish you last half of math!" "Now that your 19 it's to late for you to go back so your getting a tutor to prepare you for a test that you MUST pass if you want to continue your career!" "But dad I-" "don't you "but dad." my father had cut me off. "You're already grounded for drinking and driving now add on a month for snapping at your mother,you start on Tuesday."
"This is so unfair" I huffed as I grab for my car keys and slammed the door behind me.
"Scott!" "Mr.hoying!" "can I ask you a question!" Is all I heard as I tried my way threw the paparazzi struggling to get to my car
"Shit" I yelled out of frustration as I back out the drive way reaching for my phone to call ariana
"Hello" she answered after the phone rang about twice. "Be ready in 20 minutes we're going out,call Kevin and tell him." I said in a slightly irritated voice