Blood Clot

So this is part two... I actually do not know where this story is going...

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Levi's POV

Man I wish I didn't have to be here. Some how my teacher managed to enter me into this competition for French (which I am absolutely crap at). Its in London somewhere and we have to travel by train to get there. Hence why we are leaving school at 12.

Oh well... at least I charged my phone and brought my headphones. Even though all my mates tell me I listen to music way too much.

We had just scarpered out of our English lesson with Mrs Chercovski. I know, ironic isn't it... being taught English by some mad, batty Polish woman. Oh the joys! Anyway, she was hampering on about some guy in some play by some dude when Soph, Joe, Alex and I look at each other and just walk out.

Just under a minute later we had arrived into the so called library. It always stunk of old and new books and ink in here. Disgusting. Even worse considering it was summer; the heat made the smell thick and it was hard to breath. The out of date computers were at desks which were completely abandoned.

I started to think we were going to be the only ones turn up which was when I noticed a girl sitting on one of the tattered sofas in the middle of the library.

She looks sweet. Innocent. Her long dark blonde coloured hair was sitting below her shoulders and her pale face was scanning the room. I don't recognise her from our year. Perhaps she is in the year below. Either way I suppose she was pretty cute, in her black school skirt and white polo shirt.

After realising that I have probably been examining her face too long I look at the other three who I walked in with. Joe, who is acting like an idiot as always is doing his impression of Mrs Chercovski. It is so hilarious that you can't not laugh at him.

I glance back at the girl who is sitting down. She is about to go back to whatever she is doing on her phone when Soph suddenly starts to walk towards her.

"Hey Ashley!" Soph is now shouting over the room.

Her face glances up again. Then a smile forms on her face as she greets Soph.

Man! That smile...

Me and the other two lads walk in the same direction as the two girls. Closer to her, I now see her perfect complexion. Cute.

"Ashley, this is Joe, Alex and Levi. They are taking part in the year 11 French competition" Soph is now explaining everything about us. This girl can talk for England when she has the chance.

After about another 15 minutes , more people start to arrive and before we know it, we are on our way to the train station to catch the 12:30 train to London Liverpool Street.

As we board the train, Soph has picked us out 5 seats. Enough for us and Ashely to sit together.

This is going to be one interesting train journey....

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Hope you have enjoyed!