Traveller High (Slow Editing) (completed)

8- Now Jump!

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My lessons went by in a absolute flash! I missed my lesson with a teacher called Mrs. Jones. 1st day and I'm already skipping classes...oops. I was already in what April called "3rd Jump, and so on and so forth. So have you seen any cute boys, sammy?" She was asking me? "Uh, um well, yeah but I have Erik back home..." I nervously said. But the downside of having a best friend is that they can see right through you.

"What do you think of Jason? Oh please, as if I hadn't heard about it! The nurses around here are the biggest gossips. One time someone was about to start a fight and the nurses made it a hundred times worse!"

I didn't want to tell April about my little incident with Jason. I was still trying to figure it out. I was quickly brought back to reality at the sound of the bell. "That lunch!"

Some one yelled as they walked past me.

April opened her mouth to speak to me but was interrupted "Hey baby, who's this?" Well I have one word for the guy that had his arm slug around April. H-O-T. Blonde hair, Blue eyes, smile like an angle and a tan so perfect it could melt Antarctica! "Umm is she okay? She looks like she just saw Channing Tatum."

"Sammy!" April yelled at me. I wiped the drool off my face and shook my head to clear it. April jumped in to save me from further embarrassment, "Umm Tony, this is Samantha, shes new here. Sam this is Tony, my boyfriend."

As if rehearsed Tony bent down to kiss April on the mouth. With tongue. Ugh! But I was used to it. April was the pretty one with all the boyfriends. And I was like a potato compared to her.

ANYWAY!

Lunch was over pretty quick and three of us laughed and teased. Safe to say we got along. So now apparently its 4th Jump now so I have to go to a class for beginners. I walked in and already I'm late. Oops. My teacher was an old man. I would say late 50's. His name was something odd and I couldn't quite pronounce it. Something like Mr. Quatleech? I just decided to call him Mr. Q. "Now students," Mr. Q was saying, " you must concentrate and think about the opposite side of the room. Now Jump!"

Mr. Q had the class spread out and pushed back to the end of the class room. A couple of kids jumped to the end and were applauded. I was jealous. So, I concentrated hard and thought about nothing but the end of the room. BANG! I heard laughter from the other end of the room and put two and two together. I jumped, but only to then hit my face on the end wall and fall on my butt. A pair of soft yet strong hands pulled me up. "Thanks. I guess I should have been-" Que the awkward stare! This guy was absolutely, positively, no doubt in my mind the most attractive piece of man out there! Imagine Channing Tatum standing right before your very eyes. Well imagine Channing Tatum with glasses and less muscles. Well hello Mr. Future husband!