Can't Have It

Chapter 2

"Hey how where your first two classes? Is Mr. Larson a bitch?" Skye asks me when she meets me at nutrition.

"Eh not a bitch but I can tell how lame his class is going to be this year like that one class in your whole day that you will fall asleep in he sounds like a robot"

"Perfect. just what I need after dance, a class to catch up on sleep!"

I laugh at her remark and we take a seat at our table. The cafeteria here is outdoors, but the tables kind of look like the food court in Costco. Large tables with umbrellas that provide shade, and at the front of all the tables, is a line for lunch. Me and Skye always take the left hand seat in the sixth row. It's random, but it's tradition for us.

"Oh I almost forgot!" Skye practically yells.
"What?"
"I saw the guy with the leather jacket during passing period!"
"Ooo was he hot?!"
"I don't know like how to explain it, he's your type"
"Elaborate"
"Well you know how I think Justin Bieber is hot, but I don't think of him like that way cause he's not my type, I'm more of a Scott Eastwood type"
"Yea yea yea I get it so is he Scott or Justin"
"Justin x1000000"
"Shut up you do not get hotter then Justin"
"In your eyes, I can tell your going to think he is.". I just laugh at how well she knows me.

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*RINNNNNGGGGGGG*
The bell rings and I make my way to third period. Here, our teacher instructs us to stay at the foot of the classroom so she can read out of the seating chart and we can settle down in our proper seats then get to know each other.
"Alright guys we're just going to get through this as fast as possible I want starting at this chair, Brittany Rivers, Tiffany Marvil, Brody Casio...."
The teacher continues to call names while I look for a girl I might know until she calls my name, "Let's do Olivia Hamilton here, then we'll have next to you Brad Simpson"
Brad Simpson? I've been here two years, never have I heard that name. I walk over too my seat and then I see the guy named Brad. He's the guy I saw in the hallway with the leather jacket! And lord Jesus he is fine! Skye was right. He was soooo Justin. He has these curly brown locks that fall in his face, and dimples that appear at the slightest movement of his mouth. He takes his seat next to me and I immediately pull out my phone to tell Skye.
"Prtners with jacket guy in Iqbal's science lab wayyy 2 cute!!!"

"No texting in class" I look up too see Brad scolding me. Was that a British accent I heard?
"Woah tourist over here guys"
Immediately everyone around us turns to look at Brad and smirks.
"Somethin wrong with being British?" He asks heavily.
"No not at all, but you can take your tea and attitude somewhere else I don't know how the rules went in England, but your in California now, and I'll do whatever I want" I reply, clearly annoyed at his snitchiness. His hotness didn't even overcome his personality.
"I'm just joking with you love" he laughs.
"My name is not love okay? Can you like bother someone else?"
"Why do all of you Americans say like in every one of your sentences is their no other word in your extended vocabulary"
By then everyone had been seated and class began.

AN: So if you live out of the U.S., I'm not sure if you guys have nutrition it comes after 1st and 2nd period and it's just a 15 minute break after those two classes. Also, Costco is basically the biggest grocery store I'm not sure if it's only in California but it's equivalent to like Winn Dixie in Florida x