Love Sick ; C. Thomas Howell

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Thomas Howell POV

"It doesn't look good" our principal, John, said while looking at some papers. I just looked at him, not knowing what to say, he sighed scratching his neck, then he just looked at me - waiting for me to answer. I shrugged. "What do you want me to say, sir?" I chuckled. 

"I want you to come up with something that you can contribute to the school with" he said leaning back against his huge leather chair. 

"well sir, I must say, I am contributing to the school - by being the best player on the team" I said, adjusting my jacket. 

"I know Howell, but how about you contribute to something else? while also contributing to the football team?" he said while opening a drawer, he took some paper and started to skim-read the paper "it's either, the drama club or helping the janitor" he looked at me. 

I was stunned, I don't want to do any of them, I bit my bottom lip. "you know what, how about I make the decision, huh?" he smiled, then writing something down on another paper "here" he handed it to me, I skim-read it, DRAMA! oh well, it's better than helping the janitor. 

"sign there" he pointed to a blank space at the bottom of the paper, I shrugged and signed. "good, you can start tomorrow since the school day is over now, have a good day" he smiled, "you too sir" I stood up from the chair and walked out of the office. 

A/N

hi guys, okay so this was just a starter for the book. (that's why it's a short chapter)   

It's my first time writing a fanfic so don't mind my shitty skills at writing, haha

bye for now