Stranded Together

Chapter 1

🟣Blake's POV🟣

"Oh my god! I can't believe it's finally the holidays!" My best friend Zoe gushes as we run down the school corridor towards the car park.

The corridor is jam packed with cheering students, pushing and shoving, eager for spring time freedom. I'm thankful Zoe's tightly holding my hand otherwise I would've gotten left behind and trampled on long ago.

I glance over and see her taking off her black square framed hipster glasses and letting out her tied back hair. She shakes her head making her jet black, choppy bob hairstyle stick out in all directions. The single electric blue streak stood out like a firework against her natural midnight locks.

"I know right! School this term seemed to drag on forever." I shout back with a huge grin on my face still not believing that it's finally spring. All teachers seem to simultaneously triple the homework load in the few weeks leading up to the holidays, leaving students practically dead in the inside. And being seniors, we have to complete homework as well as practice exam papers for our next and final term.

To be honest, I'm not even sure how I've made it this far.

Copying Zoe's action, I pull the hair tie that's holding my locks up into a high bun out, making my light brown, natural curls fall down my back. I don't know why, but this simple action made me feel free.

Free from school.

Free from homework.

And free from worry.

Wow you can tell I need a break, can't you?

As Zoe pulls me out of the door way my smile only seems to grow. The warm afternoon sun is shining down on the students that are have filled the car park. The majority have their hands up in the air while singing and dancing to the music that is blaring through the schools speaker system.

I wonder who persuaded Big Mac-the schools callous and over weight office lady- to actually play music.

She was as mean and strict as faculty got. I would rather stick pins in my eyes than go to the office and converse with Big Mac. She scares the crap out of me.

So how on earth is there music playing?

Zoe let go of my hand and puts both her hands in the air as a new song comes on. I laugh at her as I dismiss the thought and start to sway my hips to the beat as well. Might as well enjoy the music while it lasts. This is a real treat for us.

Not caring that I was uncoordinated and don't have any dancing skills what so ever, I close my eyes and throw my hands into the air.

"Woohoo! Yeah! You go Blake!" I hear Zoe cheer me on. I open my eyes slowly as I kept dancing. I give Zoe a small smirk and a wink when I notice she was trying to mimic my seductive hip movements. I let out an unattractive snort when I realise how horrible we must look.

I glance around me and notice others are dancing just as badly as we are. 

The majority of the students dancing are seniors; the younger students watch the disturbing scene from the sidelines. Our seductive moves probably corrrupting their innocent minds.

I throw my head back and laugh evilly as I continue to dance.

Oh well. High school was bound to corrupt them sooner or later.

"Come on." Zoe giggles as she ushers me to her car when the music comes to an abrupt halt mid way through a song. This either means that Big Mac was sick of the poppy music, or she never allowed it to be played in the first place.