Paper Birds

Chapter Two

Me, Delilah, and Jeremy walked out of class with detention passes, for "disrupting the learning of class". I groaned, I hardly ever get into trouble nowadays but, this certainly wasn't my first time.

I walked with Delilah to her second period. We part ways in this period since she has Algebra 1 and I have biology.

Delilah gave me a warm hug, followed by a cute smile. The one smile that always makes my day.

As she walks into class I looked at the clock. Three minutes. Good.
I had plenty of time. What was important is that Lucas--My boyfriend, Has the same class.

I strolled down the hallway and stopped to see Jeremy at a locker.

Oh boy.

I walked towards him. He plainly rest his back against the locker with his hands his pockets inside his leather jacket. He seemed like he wasn't going anywhere.

He also has the same period. I have Jeremy in all of my classes.

"What the fuck are doing?" I asked waiting for his response.

He tilts his head and looks at me. A lock of hair falls down over his left eye. "Tch.."

My right eye twitches. "Don't you 'tch' me! I asked you a question god dammit!"

"Stop shouting, the principles office is right across from us".

I looked forward from his direction to see Mrs Stacy (our assistant principal) walked right out of the office.

Oh shit. I thought to myself.
He nods and shrugs.

"Well, are you going to class?"
"No."
"Well why not?"

He stood there for a minute, he trailed his eyes up and down on me and smirks.

"I'm skipping this period". I grunt and shake my head. "Again?" He nods. "Yup"

I sighed, partially annoyed. "Well whatever, have fun." I walked passed him, not realizing on how much time I wasted talking to him. I strolled down the hallway and walked into biology.

When I walked into class, I see Lucas sitting on one of the desk, three rows back from our instructor's desk Mr King. "Yo! Meladad!" He shouts, jumping from his desk and lightly jogs towards me.

Even when he jogs, he's still fast as hell. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me into a hug.

He wore a a collard polo shirt, with a pair of jeans, and beat up sneakers. He's about eight inches taller then me, with a built figure since his parents are so uptight about him going out and exercise.

I looked up and laughed a little. "What?" He tilts his head. I stood on my toes and reaches over running my hands through his soft and short hair, that flows over his ears and partially over his right eye. "Your hair, its purple!"

"Ohhh~" he laughs a little as well, rubbing the back of his head. His cheeks flush up a bright pink which lightens his clear, beautiful gray eyes. I could tell he was embarrassed.

"Well ya know, my dad believes that dying your hair purple can cure severe headaches" he mumbles, looking down. "Really? I never herd of something like that before". Lucas's dad is a scientist. He'd explain numerous of times on how he scored a PhD in physiology. It seems that he likes to study the human behavior, how we react to things and other sciency-shit.

"Alright kids!" Mr King shouts, to grab our attention, Pulling everyone out from their conversation. "Today Everyone will be taking a quiz-" Everyone groaned and grunted, one or two sucked their teeth.

No way, it sucks enough that I'm expecting exams in three weeks, there was no chance I was going to take a another fucking quiz.

"Will you let me finish!" He shouts again, getting us focused again. "The quiz only has about three, maybe four questions" he announces. So this is what we can handle, so we all stayed silent, feeling a bit more satisfied for this situation.

"now, I want everyone to remove everything off they're desk, except a pencil and a sheet of paper. I'll write the questions on the board"