Children of Time | WhoLock | re-writing

[1ST.] |\| amalia's recital | zayn's scheming begins |/|

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[1ST.]

|\| amalia's recital | zayn's scheming begins |/|

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- they're teenagers in this; 16-19 years old -

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Amalia hadn't been hanging around the group these last few months. Not because she disliked them or wasn't allowed to, no, she in the middle of practising. The gang only found out when she shyly gave them a ticket each. Well, all but Kaleb since she was so nervous that she begged Freddie to do it. In fact, she was in the middle of doing so.

"Lia, why not do it yourself?" He asked, his tone soft. Freddie understood both Amalia and Kaleb since he was shy himself. That was probably why the three were much closer in comparison to the others. Amalia nervously shuffled on her feet.

"Um," she chewed her lip trying to word it. "I tried but, uh, I ran off before I gave it to him." Why did she run off? Freddie thought to himself he took the ticket. He could give to Kaleb he guessed. "Um, its just that I..." She trailed as a small giggle left her lips before running off down the corridor.

"Giggling girls give me the creeps." An evil voice said as an arm wrapped around Freddie's shoulders like a snake. Now he didn't like snakes that much so this wasn't good news. "Were you two flirting, Fred?" He shuddered. Freddie didn't like that name and Zayn knew that. The snake that he was loved to wind him up relentlessly.

"Why'd do that?" Freddie asked, raising an eyebrow. Zayn chuckled against, tightening his grip.

"I don't know - you two just seemed real cosy 'is all." Before Freddie could retort, Mrs. Brown was in front of them with her hands on her hips. She looked disappointed.

"In my classroom now and Mr. Hudson release Mr. Song immediately!" Zayn scoffed as he removed his arm and went inside their Maths classroom. Freddie followed, spotting that there was only one seat left. It was next to Zayn! He had to sit with someone who was in a young offenders institute for part of last year. Great, he thought sarcastically sitting down. Well, not before passing Kaleb his ticket to Amalia's Ballet recital.

"The person sat next to you shall be your GCSE buddy for the whole of this year." Mrs. Brown announced making her pupils groan. She straightened her glass with an ugly frown aligning her lips. This made the class hush. "As I was saying, you will work and study with your buddy to achieve your predictive grades. They will also tutor you in areas that you struggle in."

She moved in front of Freddie and Zayn's desk, slamming her hands down. "For example, Mr. Song will help his buddy here with the academic side of learning since Mr. Hudson lacks. Then, in turn, Mr. Hudson shall tutor his buddy to be much better in sports." Both males slid down their chairs in utter embarrassment. There were giggles around the classroom.

"Another thing, you shall sit with your buddy throughout the year in ALL of your classes. Failure to do so, will result in detention with your buddy." Murmurs sounded around the classroom in response. Mrs. Brown passed Zayn some work booklets and Freddie blank work books. "Kindly hand these out, gentlemen."

Zayn and Freddie glared at each other as they walked around the classroom, handing each of their classmates a book. Kaleb felt an uncomfortable air between the two. This was normal, he thought. They had always disliked one another. That was no secret.

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Astrid was currently muttering darkly as she sat in the courtyard with a book in hand. She hated anything to do with studying but here she was flipping through the pages of a Criminology book. Like her family, she wanted to prevent crime. Astrid felt that it fitted her last name of Holmes. Most of classmates were envious of the fact that she had Sherlock Holmes for an uncle.