Chapter 15.

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I woke up sleep deprived as ever. It's now Monday, and I hadn't done anything all Friday, Saturday and Sunday. I didn't bother attending Ryan's football game but he told me they won. I was happy for him. Pulling my self out of bed I walked to my bathroom. It was starting to get cold, the weather that is. So I wore skinny jeans and a loose black Adidas jumper. Walking downstairs I got a bowl of cereal and went to sit on the couch.

A short ten minutes later Ryan comes down insisting we are late and that we have to go. Sighing I stand up straighten my outfit and head for the door.

A few minutes into the drive Ryan speaks up.

"So, why have you been acting all weird lately?" He said In an unrecognisable tone. I don't know what he could possibly be talking about. Besides the fact that I won't even speak to Justin, look at him and whenever he comes near I run to my room.

"I don't know" I shrugged focusing back out the window. Ever since I kissed Justin back I felt weird, guilty that's for sure Jack and I had been going out for like less then a week and I have already 'cheated' on him but kissing him felt so good and I don't know how to feel about that. I'm assuming bad, I definitely should feel very bad but I don't. I was cut out of my thoughts by Ryan being at my window.

"Why aren't you getting out?" He said looking at me weird. Not responding I quickly jumped out and waved goodbye.

On the short walk to my locker Jack had ended up by my side along with Ruby. I was now getting  out my English book and making my way to the classroom. Miss didn't end up telling us who was going into advance English last week as the selection was to big and they had to find a way to make it work. It ended up being that the failing grade 11 people were going to be mixed with ours, in order to get there grade up. I hope I just get put into the grade 9 one. But it really depended how good it was. The best would be going with the oldies because they had a better teacher.
I got In, as did Aaron. Jack and Ruby didn't unfortunately which meant that the only classes I have with either of them is sport. Speaking of which, we now have it. I went into the change rooms and put on my gym clothes before heading to the gym.

Yet again the year 11's were there.

There teacher informed us again that our teacher was sick still and we were combining again and to make groups of four, two grade 11's and two from our grade. I was hoping to go with Lewis and chaz, but they went in two different groups, Lewis went with tynan and chaz went with Justin. Great two people I hate. Justin and chaz approached us, it was me Ruby Jack and Aaron all standing there. They chose me and Aaron.

Sighing I obliged and followed them towards the oval where we were doing basic ball drills For the first twenty minutes, about ten minutes in I was bored as hell. I wanted to make a break for the bleachers and just leave. So I did. As soon as the teacher went to help a group of girls, I ran to the bleachers quickly sliding behind them.

I really need to exercise more, I had ran barely a hundred meters and I was breathing like a 70 year old man who had been smoking since he was 12. Regaining my breath as I sat with my back against a solid surface I heard a set of feet stomping towards me. I have definitely been busted.

Standing up I brushed the dirt off of my but before the person leant against the same wall I had been puffing.

"Wow Bieber your really unfit for a 'star quarterback'" I said using air quotes.

"First of all, unlike you I was actually running around. Secondly Why did you come over here?" He said unaffected by my remark.

"I was bored. And you?" I said brushing a strand of hair behind my shoulder.

"Same"

I started making my way towards the front of the school. This lesson still had 50 minutes left and I definitely did not plan on spending it behind the bleachers or with Justin. As I finally got out of view from the class I was previously at, Justin yet again ran around the corner to where I was. Grabbing my arm and pulling me.

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