Love story my ass [Vikklan]

Wrote a note

It was near the end of the lesson that we finally got our grades. While I was waiting I wrote a note to Lachlan explaining Jerome deleted his number and to text me. I just needed to give it to him somehow.

"Everyone get with your partner I'm giving out your grades." As soon as miss kelly said that I silently cheer, a reason to talk to Lachlan long enough to give him the note.

I drag my chair over to where him and Preston sit and see a small smile appear on his face. When I drop it down beside him I see rob has followed me over.

"I'm so scared." I tap the desk and look at Mitch and Jerome out the corner of my eye, they were staring at us.

Lachlan raised his eyebrows and discreetly cocked his head over to Mitch and Jerome who I'm sure where still staring, "Same and everything ok."

"Half and half." I shrug then tap the folded note on the desk drawing attention to it, "I really need this grade then I can chill."

Miss Kelly drops the papers on our desk and when grabbing it I manage to pass the note to Lachlan hopefully without anyone seeing. I'm sure something will spread if anyone hears what's going on. I'm not meant to be friends with Lachlan so us being nice is a shock to everyone, I'm pretty certain their expecting us to be beating the shit out of each over any second.

"Holy crap!" I shout, "A fucking A!"

Lachlan laughed at me jumping up off my chair, "We did do good."

"A fucking A!" The whole class is now staring and laughing but I don't care, this is the first time I got an a, I have a right to be happy, "That's better than good it's amazing! A fucking real life no cheating A!"

"Vikk their is no need for that language." Miss Kelly snapped, I forgot I was still in class, "If I hear that language again you will be in detention."

"Sorry." I say sitting down the class still in fits of laughter, looking over at Mitch and Jerome their the only people not laughing, they are their staring back at me.

With that my mood darkens. Two people who I considered my friends not happy for you just because you worked on the project with somebody they hate would dampen anyone's mood. Especially with someone as over sensitive as me.

All I can do now is pray they see the light but them being so stubborn it's unlikely that will happen. I just wish they would listen.

"Vikk you okay?" I look away and weakly fake a smile at Preston who must have picked up on my sudden change in mood.

"Oh yeah I'm fine thanks." I look back down on the A on my paper it no longer looking like a achievement but something of dread, some sort of monster to be feared.

If only people could see what really happened.

Authors note

I hate getting addicted to tv shows because then I don't want to do anything but watch American horror story. It's amazing.

Hugs, kisses and peace ✌🏻️