This is us

One

Chapter one
Narrators POV
POV = Point Of View

The whole gang was there; Reece Morgans, Kyle Jeffries, Shae Davis, Zach Young and his sister Ezzy Young. They all sat at the back off the hall twiddling their thumbs and muttering with their backs slouched and minds wandering. Their whole year was put into groups of five a few days back, and were all assigned to come up with presentations based around sexual activities and how to be safe around those circumstances, as they were in year 11 so they would mostly all be sexually active. With the Teachers explaining what will happen during the current assembly they were in, that would be full of the presentations that the students should have set up, the gang ceased to listen to the words echoing around the shallow room parallel to the ignorant thoughts swirling around in a dazed mess they called their minds. During the teachers introduction to the assignments, that should have been finished, the lads in the gang had a stirring plan to leave Ezzy to do the the presentation on her own, but yet having to sacrifice their break and maybe lunch in the schools detention room. The first mischievous boy to leave the room was Reece, as he planned for his phone alarm to go off in assembly so he'd be sent out immediately; as phones were not permitted during assemblies or assessments. A sudden buzzing with music rang in the pupils and teachers ears as explicit language was shooting out of Reece's phone-speakers and radiating hate from the teachers throughout the hall. "Guess I'm off then fuckos," he chuckled under his breath to the rest of the lot sitting on the back row with their arched backs and spread legs. And with that he left the hall and only four were left to direct the presentation they merely worked on for around five minutes, whilst they were stoned and drinking. Next to leave was Zach, who took a singular piece of crumpled paper out of the pits in his trousers. He lent his elbows on his knees and sculptured one paper airplane in a critical flying condition. As he swiftly licked his  right index finger and lifted it high to sense whether the wind would disturb the ride or not. He came to the conclusion that the plane would fly smoothly as, of course, they were inside, so no major disturbances would occur, rupturing the perfect flight that would soon report. "Oi, the fuck you think you're doing? You're gunna be sent out like Reece, man. Yo? You even listening to me?" Ez exclaimed nudging his shoulder aggressively. As his fingertips fell away from the folded paper the air filled the corners and the plane sawed, slicing through the tense air, cutting worries into two. After the majestic masterpiece flew to the teacher who was running the assembly's feet her eyes glazed over with anger as every other students face in the room was mixed with humour and eyes shining with an impressed layer of clarity. Zachary's face had a smirk plastered to the side, being complimented by his expressionless eyes waiting with anticipation of being sent out. With all the faces turning back round to the front where the small and rather angry Middle Aged woman was lifelessly standing with her finger pointing to the exit of the room leading to the corridors of solitude and misplaced sheets of homework only waiting to be handed in. The whole room was left in a shivering silence as the teachers stood there catching certain student's eyes, like almost saying 'you even try it and you'll get excluded for the rest of the week.' As every kid in the room attempted to shake off the tense atmosphere, Mrs.Johnson began to speak again, yet this time her voice was full of anger and her facial expression was plain and thoughtless. Shae had a cunning smile and a sly tint in his eyes, which exposed Ezzy to the sense something wasn't quite right about the boys during that assembly. His arm stretched up exposing his bare skin and muscular features. "Yo Mrs, I think I left my hair-straighteners on at home, I need to go back and check," he announced, giggles were shared across the room and perky girls turned back twirling their hair and biting their lightly glittery coated lips to stare at this attractive and humorous lad. Mrs.Johnson looked blankly at him and with minimum effort she turned around ignoring his inappropriate comment. "Fuck a duck!" He shouted wincing his eyes and holding back the little chuckle he had hidden inside him. The whole room lit up with chuckles and girls looking back at this 'comedian' weren't just twirling their hair but we're giggling with fake passion filling their sex promoted eyes. Ezzy sat there, shaking her head with disbelief catching on to their plan. "Fuck a duck? Why'd you fuck a damn duck? Do they even have pussy," Kyle roared, ready to be sent out along with Shae. Shae turned to his left and spoke with great pleasure while saying "pussy is pussy, but your moms pussy last night?" He howled. "It was damn good,". Kyle looked emotionless back at Shae, and Ezzy broke, finding herself chuckling a little to the comments being shared between them "init Ez, pretty good. Wouldn't you say?" He smirked turning to face her. She glanced down at her knee and raised one hand subtly "pussy is pussy," she admitted letting the boys crack a smile. Out of nowhere to the left of them Mr.Alan stood, arms crossed, he was glaring down ready to kill, but instead he informed them both that they had to leave the assembly, immediately, and would have further consequences that would follow later. With their heads both hanging low they left the room and the only person left to carry out the presentation was Ezzy.