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What? Julia actually updating for once? I know, I know. I suck. I'm sorry for not updating for like 3 months. I'm trying to update more, so like i guess I'll update a story every week or every two weeks, depends on how much time I have. Anyways, this chapter is kind of pointless and random, but I need something to update. So shut up and enjoy, jk. Just enjoy.
Stay classy xoxox
Kallie's POV
"Okay class, please start today, by translating the warm up on the board, then write it in your notebooks. Also please welcome our new student, Ms. Mckayla Stewart. Say hello class." The teacher announced. There was a jumble of Hi's and Heys. "You may take the empty seat next to Kallie. Kallie, please raise your hand." I did as told, smiling at her as she came towards me.
"Hi! As you just found out I'm Kallie. It's nice to meet you." She smiled at me, while bring out her hand, to shake mine. "I love your shirt! Sleeping With Sirens is the best!"
"Well, remind me to get you one of these for Christmas. Or you could just borrow mine." I could see us becoming really good friends. Before I could reply, Mrs. Belloùr started writing down something on the board.
"Miss Kallie. Would you please recite and translate what's written on the board."
"Bonjour mon nom est Kallie quel est ton nom. Which means. Hello my name is Kallie, what's your name?"
"Good job, I thought that you weren't paying attention, but I've been proved wrong. Now class please take out your homework and turn it into the bin." she waited for all of us to be seated before speaking again, "Now class please open your textbooks to page 123. Today we will be learning about the words they use to describe." I started to zone out as she continued to talk.
Woah, I have a really bad tan, atleast my shorts don't get any shorter then this. Right? Shoot I just remembered. I forgot to bring perfume for phys. ed. Oh well, guess I'll have to borrow Leigh's or Ashley's. "Ms. Carson. How many times must I say your name in order to get your attention? Do I have to give you another detention to teach you a lesson?"
"I'm sorry, it's just this is the fourth time you've reviewed this part of the lesson, I just feel as if I'm already filled with the knowledge that I need. I don't mean to offend you in anyway, it's just. You treat this as if it's the only thing you know, so it's the only thing you teach us."
"Ah, I see. Ms. Carson, you will be having detention in room 408 after school, from the end of school to 6:00! Maybe you'll learn how to not be rude to others."
"That opinion is irrelevant. You sit in the front of class, picking on kids that you know don't know the answer! You thought I wasn't paying attention, but I still knew the answer. You said yourself that you were shocked. Like thanks for the self esteem boost. So don't tell me I'm the one being rude to people when you a lovely example of the term rude!" I yelled to her, before covering my mouth, regretting my words. I looked around to notice everyone staring at me.
"Principals office now. Don't bother coming back into this classroom, I'll be changing you out of my class as soon as I can, now go, before I have you fail this class!" Mrs. Belloúr yelled to me as I stood up from my seat and collected my stuff. I walked out of the room, speed walking through the halls. As I entered the office, I walked to the section with the seating
"Wesley!? What are you doing here? Did you get in trouble again?" He glared at me completely ignoring the question,"Please answer!"
"I'm not in the mood, he is trying to get in touch with my mom to tell her what happened! Now you're here so he will hear you answering him!" He said as my phone vibrated. I gave him a reasurring look before I ran into the bathroom.
"Hello Loraine?" I heard my principal say. "I'd like to inform you that your son Wesley, has gotten into some trouble with one of our substitute teachers."
"Oh my, I'm so sorry. What did he attempt to do this time?" I replied back, trying to be believable
"During class he pulled some of what he calls, pranks, on Mr. Taylor. He unscrewed some parts on the chair and hid all the dry erase markers and replaced them with sharpies." Oh god Wes, he never learns.
"I'm so sorry, what will his punishment be this time?"
"A week of after school detention and one Saturday school this week. He also has to help clean the whiteboards in all classrooms."
"I'm sure he'll learn to not do that ever again. I'm very sorry! Goodbye now." I say before hanging up. I stuffed my phone into my bag and walked outside. "Wesley. Next time, get Leigh or Ashley or like anyone other than me. I'm so done!"
"Miss. Kallie, why were you on your phone?" I walked out to see Mrs. Belloúr and Mr. Warshaw standing next to Wes.
"Well there's this thing called a period where girls-"
"Save it. Phone now. And for you Mr. Stromberg, I'm going to need you're moms actual phone number, so I can tell her all the things she's missed." Mr. Warshaw said with a smile of satisfaction.
"Wait, so you have detention because you used your phone in the bathroom?" asked McKayla as we sat down at the lunch table, I hope the rest of the group won't mind.
"No, that's just the entire Idea, I'll give you the details later."
"Okay fine, but by the way, lovin' how you stood up to Mrs. B."
"Why thank you, I think my inner rebel came out." I say laughing.
"Why hello Kallie!" I heard Wes' voice. "Who's your friend?"
"Oh hey Wesley, this is McKayla Stewart she's new."
"No crap Kallie. I'm Wesley, but I go by Wes. Wes Stromberg."
"Wait can I call you Wesley?" McKayla asked.
"Oh sorry, but that's Kinda me and Kallie's thing. I call her by her full name and she calls me by mine. 'Cause she likes Wesley better than Wes, and I like Kallie better then Kal."
"Oh okay."
"Hey Dylan is calling me over. So I better go, it was nice meeting you." Wesley said before running off.
"Do you guys have a thing?" McKayla asked pretty fast
"No, but I wish he was mine... Wait what just came out of my mouth?"
"You said No but I'm glad he's my best frie- then you stopped and asked what you said."
"Oh what the hell, I thought I said something else."
"What did you think you said?"
"Something about him being mine."
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Endless Game - Wesley Stromberg
Фанфик"Wesley. Please just go." I yelled to him as I attempted to shut the door, but his foot was in the way. "Why Kallie. Why?" How dare he ask me that, when he knows exactly why I'm mad. He is so blind. "Wesley. I'm just done being part of your endless...
