Escaping

Assigment Chap. 1

Author's Note!!!

Just to warn you; in the first chapters, there might be a lot of drama and stuff, but it's not like that all the story! It'll be more funny and less sad in a few chapter;) haha

Let me know if you like the story or not!

Lexie's POV-

"Okay students, we want you to develop your communicative skills for the future, so you'll have to make an essay on whatever you want, of course, I suggest you do not write about something inappropriate, like your sexual activities, dear boys," the teacher stops talking to listen to some guys whining and laughing, some even giving high-five each others.

Oh man! Sometimes, I seriously ask myself how those boys can be so proud of being man-whores...

"So, for that project, you'll have to pair up in teams of two, you need to write twelve pages minimum, and that's why I do not think writing about the activities you do in bed is a good idea. I'm telling you this because; first of all, a team wrote about that last year, and it was completely inappropriate, and second of all, I'm sure no teams could have enough stories to complete twelve pages!" Ms. Nelson informs us with a little laugh. "Oh and it needs to be done in four weeks, it counts for thirty-five percent of the first semester!" she finishes.

I have to admit it, I think she's a really cool teacher; she doesn't care about acting super serious all the time, she likes to make jokes, and they are actually usually funny!

But does she really has to obligate us to do the assignment in teams? I mean, it's the only class where I don't have any friends, and it's just English class so the work could be done alone and it wouldn't change anything, right?

As I look at my classmates to find myself a potential partner, the bell rings and I groan.

Could someone please be nice and ask me to form a team?

"Lexie?" I hear someone call. I turn my head with a huge grin, hoping the person would ask me to be his/her partner.

"What?" I ask when I saw Matti, a popular soccer player.

"You have toilet paper stuck to your ass." He laughs and then turns around and high-fives some of his friends.

I look down to my butt and don't see toilet paper at all.

"Really? You thought that was funny, telling me some lies about having toilet paper on my pants? Try a little harder next time, please," I tell him and start walking again when I feel a hand touching my shoulder.

When I turn around, I'm slightly surprised to see an handsome guy looking at me with a small smile. Alexander Meyers wants to talk to me?

"Yes?" I ask before I bite my bottom lip nervously.

"Would you like to do the essay with me?" He lifts his eyebrows, looking curious to know my answer.

"YES!" I let my answer slip out of my mouth loudly, sounding way too excited. His grin widens and I feel very dumb. "Sorry... I just don't really know anyone in this class, so I'm just grateful you asked me to be your parter!" I laugh shyly.

"Well, it's perfect then! Do you think we could start the essay tomorrow? I have a lot of things to do next week, so it'd be awesome to complete most of the work this week!"

"Yeah, of course! Should we go to my house to start the project?"

"Sure." He confirms.

"Well, we can exchange our cellphone numbers, so we can text each other for tomorrow!" I suggest as I shake my phone in front of me.