Sang's the 1: Family .vs. Friends (Book 2)

Family .vs. Friends {3}

as always, if you see anything that contradicts something from the first story of the first chapters of this one, let me know. I haven't re-read in a while

*By the way, on 9-6-15, I changed Snow to Winter. Mr. Winter's from Book 1*

Also, the image attached is Derek Theler who plays Mr. Keith Kade

Warning: this part has not been edited or proofread

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Sang's POV

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Wil and I walked int the school, his arm around my waist and his eyes stuck on the screen on his iphone 6. Yeah, I'm still glad I got him that.

"Ok, new school semester....well, kinda. Anyway, I hacked the school system." He looked at me expectantly and I grinned up at him already knowing what to say. "Thank you Wil." 

"Good girl. Now I've changed your schedule so that you're in each of the new teacher's classes. The music class Blackbourne was teaching has been handed off to Winter, so he'll finally get his 'singing Sang' to teach. Course he doesn't know your voice is messed up now." 

He paused and stopped, frozen in his tracks. A blush covered his cheeks as he gazed down at me. "I'm s-so sorry, Sang, I wasn't thinking--"

"It's fine," I waved him off. "Winter heard me sing quite a while ago; he doesn't know my voice got screwed up a few years back. I'll just have to lip synch it in class." I giggled and, as usual, it was infectious enough to get my brother to chuckle along. I hate it when he tries to tiptoe around me and bad things that have happened.

"So, Mr. Keith Kade for 2nd block Computer Digital Principles Analysis. Then, 3rd period, U. S. History with Mr. Diego Saxon, and 5th with Mr. Lichten in P.E. You'll only have 5 blocks per day; Lunch will be between 4th and 5th; you're on a different Lunch shift this time."

"And you?" i questioned him. I didn't want Wil on a different lunch shift than me. With three different shifts, that was the only way all of the kids at AW could get fed every day for lunch. However, it was a definite necessity that Wil and I ate lunch together. Most days we didn't care to eat at all, but I wasn't going to have him somewhere else without me.

"Calm your tits," he laughed but ruined his semi-bad boy-ish words with his adorable blush. "I moved me as well. Course I shouldn't even be here as much as I am since I've pretty much graduated already, but I made sure we have the same lunch shift. I also put me in the same class as you for P.E. even though you and I both know I am the least physical person on the planet."

Giggling, I stood on my tip toes and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Wil." This time I knew exactly what I was thanking him for: being himself.

"Ugh, giving the weak fag a pity kiss?" Laughter sounded off and the stale scent of cigarettes wafted towards me. I rolled my neck a bit, releasing the tension that threatened to stiffen me up already.

"I mean, can't you do better than that. I mean, I know you're a tomboy and all but you could work the body you got if you wanted." 

I heard laughter accompany the rude statement and turned to see Greg grinning with his mustache twitching. It looked gross like a caterpillar on his lip that didn't know how to run away. 

"Beat it, Greg. It's the first day back. We don't need any trouble." 

We hadn't been in long enough to hear any rumors but I wanted to make sure Greg didn't get anything dumb in his head like last time. It was getting really irritating to go to the alternative school and then be dumped right back into Ashley Waters with the same airheads.