Pretending is Not our Game

Chapter 4 ; Three Doo-Doo Heads

Me and Kendall hurried down the stairs of the rooftop to make it time for geometry class. Hopefully he was in the same team as me. As we got down from the rooftop I felt lots of pairs of eyes staring at us as we start heading there.

"Hey Kam?" Kendall said while he was tying his shoes. I stopped in my tracks and said "Yeah? What's wrong?" He looked up at me with a confused smirk saying "Shouldn't I be asking that?" He started drifting his eyes towards all the people that were looking at us. It went from the jocks, to the jerks, and to the sluts.

"Yeah. I'm actually used to this. Just hurry up will you?" I said giggling a bit to hide my insecurity. As he finished tying his shoelaces, he grabbed my arm and linked it to his to help him get up. "What are you doing?" I said trying to not let my face heat up. "What does it look like doo-doo head? I'm having a hard time get it. Unless I have to ask you personally." He said, chuckling a little bit, as he pulled himself up. He soon unlinked his arm with mine and started walking ahead.

I stopped in my tracks. As soon as he started walking he turned around with such a warm smile. "Come on Kam! Let's go." He yelled out my name loudly as he emphasized on it too.

'Ugh. This guy I swear. It's only been the first day and he acts as if we've known each other for a million years. And now this...'

My trail of thought went off when someone bumped into me in the front of me. "Watch where you're going you hoe!?" He said giving me an ugly smirk while also putting down his red headphones. He pushed me down and I fell down as my bum stinged from the contact on the ground.

I heard Kendall's footsteps coming towards me and the other guy that bumped into me saying "I shouldn't even care anyways." as he went on putting on his headphones. His footsteps began to fade as I sat down there feeling dizzy.

"Kam? You alright? Who was that guy?" He said helping me to get up. "I dont even know. Let's just head to class." I said finally getting up and dusting the remaining pieces of gravel on me.

As soon as we got to class, I told Mr. Gibbons about Kendall. I left Kendall up at the front to talk to our geometry teacher. Sinc we didn't have assigned seats in that class, Mr. Gibbons decided to let Kendall sit across from me on our table of three. Usually the other person on our table, Maria, wasn't here since she was always getting into huge trouble.

Huge trouble as in vape and actually smoking weed, underage drinking, etc. Her group was known to be a type of friendship where it was all fake. High school was just at a point where most teenagers don't care. I mean, I'm like that at some points but I know my limits.

"Okay class. Turn your textbooks to page 372. Go over Lessons 3&4 with your group partners. We'll have a test coming up sometime this week once we finish Lesson 5." Mr. Gibbons said as he rewrote the different formulas we needed to use from our textbook.

Kendall and I started writing in the formulas to take as notes. The others atound the classroom simply just slacked off and ignored the assignment being given. Just in the middle of finishing up the notes in 15 minutes or so, my hand began to cramp up. 'SHET'

"Oh well well well. What a surprise Mr. Lockwood. Surely I hope that you could've just forgotten about my class and ditch for the countless amount of times." Mr. Gibbons said loudly, making all of the teenage heads rise up, as if in unison.

"And don't get used to it Sir." He says with a cocky grin, taking off his headphones.

"As i recall, you're on the edge of falling into the pit of repeating again Mr. Lockwood. For sure you'll need some help from catching up." This Lockwood guy just hurriedly walked into a corner seat, slumping into it and placing his head down.

"Sure whatever you say Sir." I looked at him with disgust. He's such a jerk. I mean despite Mr. Gibbons attitude at times, he ain't that bad.

"This jackass loves to be the center of attention." As Kendall said that he nudged me arm with his elbow. I smirked a bit, gladly accepting that comment he made. "He definitely needs to lower down his pride a bit." I say, looking back up to catch a glance of him, only to find out that he's actually staring at me. A smirk crept up his face as if on cue.

"Hey MR!" He raises his hand up high, waving it like a grade school kid. "How bout Ms. Stalker over here? She can tutor me." He smirks again and I sense my cheeks beginning to turn a rosy color.

Mr. Gibbons lowers his glasses a bit, staring at me with his eyes furrowed creating a wifi hotspot on his forehead. "See me after school Ms. Reano. You as well Mr. Lockwood. I need to have a chat with you youngsters."

"But Mr. I'm not a tutor type of stud.."
I tried to continue my sentece but i was silenced by a hand risen up by our teacher. I gulped down the remaining saliva I had, although that wasn't such a great idea.

As I lost the battle from Mr. Gibbons another doo-doo head, because of course. I'm straight A student yes, but still. What the Fck do I know about tutoring?

"Hey Kam?" I totally forgot about Kendall sitting next to me still trying to copy my notes for the past few minutes that passed by. "After your teacher conferene and talk with that jackass.." He jerked his head towards Lockwood. "Wanna head down to the ice cream shop? I could use some free time out with someone special." He brings out a heart warming smile, totally blocking out the whole confusion and chaos that just happened between Mr. Doo-Doo Head.

I nod my head in agreement. I mean our schedule after this period is just right after school already. Also an advantage in this high school, just four periods a day. I love it.

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Just as the bell was about to ring, I saw Mr. Gibbons right in front of me, right between in a talk between me and Kendall  We were basically just talking about our likes and dislikes. A normal conversation.

"Ms. Reano? Care to join me at the front." I get up from my seat. Mr. Gibbons turns around and says "You too Mr. Lockwood." He beckons him with a finger and he seen stumbles from his chair as me and this jerk/jackass/doo-doo head, continue walking to the front.

I could just spy pairs of eyes on us as we head up to the front. Not to mention anyone of those sluts.

The bell rang just as Mr. Gibooms plomped down onto his seat. He smiled widely. "So Ms. Reano? How would you like to be this handsome, young gentlemans' tutor?"

I could already fell his eyes locked on mines. As I turn my head a bit to face him, he tries to form a grin om his face. 'Quite cute I may say perhaps'

"Sure."

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A/N
OKAY GUYS. IM SORRY. IM SORRY. IM SORRY. I HAVENT UPDATED IN QUITE A WHILE. I've been so busy with band and school and grades and UgH. Just wow.
I'll try to update at least two more chapters this week to catch up on you guys with this story. It's quite entertaning to me actually.

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