Scare Me
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Theo POV
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The day flew by and suddenly I was in art. I like art. I think, well that girl I met this morning is in art. That's good isn't it? It's a shame we don't have lunch together, I'll ask if I can change that so I can talk to her. As I walk into the classroom the teacher sees that I'm the new kid "You must be Theodore, I'm Mrs Matthews." The elderly woman says as I walk in. "Please sit anywhere"
"Thank you Mrs M but I'll look after him, He can sit next to me, I'm sure Steven won't mind moving." I hear a voice I vaguely recognise.
"Umm..."
"Kortez"
"Kortez! I remember you told me you were in art. Sorry 'bout forgetting your name." I say sheepishly
"Don't worry, it happens to the best of us, I'm sorry for slapping you this morning." Her cheery reply rang out around the room "Steven dearest," she says sarcasticly to a boy with blonde hair and green eyes "please pick your lazy ass up and park it over there." She instructs the poor boy who stands up and moves to the seat she points at.
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Kortez POV
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After asking Steven to move I sat down in my seat and Theo sits where whats-his-face was sitting when I walked in. "Why are you in art?" Donatello the guy who sits next te asked "Well at the the start of Year 9 I was like, what do I like doing? I said art. Now I have been doing art for 5 years and it's better the yours." I told him.
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When the bell rang and period 5 was out I waited for Theo to pack his shit up and walked to my locker. "How come you don't have any gear?" he asked. He must've the fact I never carry any pens, pencils, or any other type of instrument to write with. Only my bag. "Transdimensional pockets."
"Interesting, now seeing as I was dropped of at school, where's your car?"
"Car?" I laughed at his question as we walked out to the parking lot.
"I don't own a car. This is my baby" I said motioning to the Harley Davidson parked outside. "Sweet ride, you sure its safe for more than one?"
"Sí. I have a sidecar if you want to ride in that though" I reply jokingly.
"No Way am I riding in a side car, let me on"
"Okay. Don't forget a helmet." I reminded him as he climbs on to Roger. Yes I named my bike Roger get over it.
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