Teenage dreams [discontinued]

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Sunday was a breeze but Monday, not so. I'm the earliest in class again. An unexpected appearance shocked me. Jeremy Lewis is actually early for school. For the past 1 week, he has always enter the classroom just before the bell rings. "My my. Look who's already here." He said loudly as he walked by me to his seat.

"Speak for yourself." I muttered softly.

"What was that?" He asked as I took my sketchbook out. I ignored him and I thought of what to draw. I'm usually a rule abiding person but since its super early, I took my phone out and searched for stuff to sketch. Finding a cute picture of a golden retriever, I started sketching. Like always, my hand moved by itself, lines forming on the paper. I was well aware that Jeremy was standing behind my chair observing me in action. When I was done, I smiled at the completed drawing and signed off.

"That looks like my dog." Jeremy said from behind.

"I don't care about your fucking dog." I muttered. I quickly kept my phone as classmates started streaming in. He left and chatted with other students, mostly the boys since he didn't want to go near any girls. Probably because he knew something bad will happen.

Lessons before recess were ok. It's always ok other than the fact that that bitch is sitting behind me. The first recess bell rang and I took a bite from my jam sandwich, feeding my hunger. Happily munching on my sandwich, I groaned as soon as he took a seat in front of me. "Who's your friend?" Jeremy asked me, resting his chin on his folded arms.

"I have tons of friends." I obviously didn't.

"Oh sure you do. I meant the one at the park the other day."

"I told you her name."

"Yeah but I forgot."

Our bickering went on for another minute before he managed to force the name out of me. "Aurelia ok? Just let me be alone here in peace!" He didn't say anything so I took my sketchbook out and started drawing again.

"You like drawing?" He asked.

"No. No I don't." I tried being sarcastic.

"When's your birthday?" He asked.

"Go away you bitch!" I lifted my precious pencil and was about to throw it at him but he grabbed my wrist before I could do so.

"Trying to kill me? Not so easy." He smirked as I tried to wriggle my wrist out of his tight grip.

"Let go of me!" I used my free hand to help loosen his grip. He finally let go and I rubbed my wrist.

"What do you want from me?"

"Get to know you better."

"You already do! You've wasted an afternoon of my life getting to know me, only to piss me off." I hissed as I recalled what happened that afternoon.

"Not enough."

I groaned as I rested my forehead on my folded arms. Looking up at him, I said, "Fine. But let me tell you this. This is the last time you're going to have a fucking bonding session with me. Do you understand?"

"Wow. Trying to be boss now are you?" He mused.

"Do you understand?" I repeated.

"Yeah yeah. Now answer all the questions I asked."

Rolling my eyes, I answered his questions, "Yes I obviously like drawing. And why do you want to know my birthday?"

"I told you. Get to know you better. Get to know my friend better."