Tommys POV
I walked from the principles office, seeing "loves young dream" groping each other in the middle of the hall way. I rolled my eyes at seeing adam and some blonde haired girl all over one another. He was the original bad boy, girls falling at his feet, yet he didnt even react to her, this awkwardness evident in his stance, his hands holding her inches from his body. I continued to my new classroom, straightening my shirt, tucking it back into my black skinny jeans.
The fresh smell of the room had me whining. I hated school when I was young, hated it once I left and i'll continue to hate it till a better job offer comes along I thought, placing my guitar down along with my bag. Soon the irritating school bell rang through my ears, when my board marker squeaked on the white board, my name appearing on the board, as my class filed in.
"Good afternoon class, im your new teacher mr ratliff" I said turning to see all the girls jaws drop and the oestrogen hit me in abundance. I hid a snicker under my breath. Continuing along with my lesson, my eyes scanning the room landing on adam."I hope your going to behave in my class adam. I was told you enjoy this lesson" I say raising an eyebrow.
The hour seemed to drag on, tine ticking by with music in the back ground and the whispering of my class, writing about what they already know about music, if the can play an instrument and what they'd like from their time in my class. Every time I looked up from my seat I had the looming eyes of adam glanced on me, seeing to be long in a dream. My throat cleared bring him from his meaningful glare."Back to work" I say when he blushes and continues to write.
When the bell rang I had them drop the paper on my desk an file out, Adam was the last to place his down, a blank sheet assaulting my eyes."Adam wait" he stops near the door turning and walking to my desk."yes?" he questions with his regular attitude."youve given me a blank sheet" I say picking up the white paper showing him it."Oh sorry I wasn't paying attention" Adam say handing me the covered A4 sheet. He stands there for a few minutes more, when I look up to catch him staring at me again.
"Is everything ok" I ask his eyes following the words that fell from my mouth."Yeah everything fine, I have to go I have detention" he says rushing from the room. My paranoia getting the better of me, running a hand over my lips to see if anything lingered there from lunch time. Again it runs over my face in case I missed his eyes but nothing seemed to be wrong with me. I sat there wondering why I'm still sitting in this hell home when I grab my things. Hopping in my car, racing out the car park. I turned the corned, hand instantly landing on the horn when a boy stepped in front of my car, turning, his eyes met mine.
"a=Adam" I said softly shaking my head watching him hurry down the pavement.Pulling up my drive, seeing 'HER' standing from the sofa, before I eve got to reach of the handle she was already in clear sight. I sighed pushing past her, knowing what was coming next."And where the fuck have you been?" she says crossing her arms over her chest.
"Work, you know because at least ONE of us has to make the money" I say pulling at the fridge door, a cold beer in hand closing it, to find Liz standing behind it."Ohh here we go again. Number one bread winner in this household, so me making music isn't good enough?" she says my back turned to her when my eyes instantly roll."Yet your giving away your album because its NOT SELLING" I punctuate the last two words. Her mouth dropped and she stuttered, turning and storming out the room. Soon I had my feet up on the sofa clicking on the TV."Ahh peace and quiet" I say taking a swig of my beer.
