Reject //ON HOLD

4. Of Course

Brin's POV

When the bell rang I quietly stepped out of the stall and wiped my eyes.

I silently thank the lords for waterproof mascara.

I join the rushing teenagers in the hallway quickly walking to the all to familiar science room.

We have assigned seats.

And guess what?

I have to sit by Michael.

I mentally run him over with a bus then beat his dead body with a bat and throw him off a cliff.

I sit down preparing myself for the blue haired boy.

I hear him sit down beside me and put his books on the table.

I look over at him and I see his emerald eyes staring back t my blue ones.

A shiver goes down my back and I'm surprised my spine didn't break.

I look down and fold my hands together.

"Where were you" I hear his voice say.

Wait.

No no no no no.

No.

Was he, dare I say it, talking. To me.

"Just crying my eyes out the usual. Ashton hates me now doesn't he. Thanks Michael, give yourself a big pat on the back for making yet another person hate me" I say.

He sighs and mumbles something I can't quite make out.

"Hello class!" Mr.Stanley smiles at the class.

The simple greetings float around the class.

"Today, we are going to disinfect frogs" He says picking up a box and we hear some croaks from it.

I instantly think of Saved By The Bell because in one episode they had to disinfect frogs in their class.

Mr.Stanley takes out one of the frogs and takes out a knife.

Before the knife could even touch the frog Ashton jumped up and grabbed the frog along with the others and ran outside.

Us teenagers decided to go see what he was doing.

Of course. Of fucking course.

He let the frogs go.

I heard 'awes' from some girls.

I rolled my eyes and went inside and sat back down.

"You're really negative" I heard him say.

I ball my fists up and then quickly undo them.

"That's my problem. Not yours Aussie" I say.

Ashton frowns. "I can help you"

I shake my head. "You can't undo what's already done. People hate me. So what. The truth hurts but I got over it." I shrug.

I don't care. Ill do-" He got cut off by the bell.

Damn. I didn't know arguing took so long.

I grab my bag and head off to music.

At least I don't have that with Ashton.

Wait. I didn't have music yesterday so i might.

Goddammit that boy kills my mood.

We're aloud to do anything that involves instrument in music, well, except hurt people.

If that wasn't a rule I would've already stabbed Jessica, Calum, Michael, and Luke to death with drumsticks.

I'm not even joking.

I pick up an acoustic guitar and strum the melody to 'Give Me Novacaine' by the one and only GreenDay.

This song always helps me when I'm stressed.

Michael's POV

I hear Brinley playing Give Me Novacaine.

She must be stressed.

"We need to apologize to Brin" Luke frowns.

"I guess. I mean, I do really miss her" I say scratching the back of my neck.

Calum nods.

Ashton then comes in and instantly spots the Cajon and sits down.

"Which song?"

The Song: Give Me Novacaine by GreenDay

I'm really bad at writing I'm sorry .-.

-Sky :3