Love and hightops

chapter 2

He grabs his keys and we hurry to his car. His car is a blue Honda lowrider. After some time, we finally arrive at the school. He turns the car off and parks it on the side of the road.

I smile at him and he says. "Andy…?" I turn around to look at him. "Huh…?" He frowns a bit. "Try not to get in trouble. Remember what happened last time? At your old school?" My face goes dark and turns into a frown.

"Yes… I know." I look down and am about to open the passenger side door, but then I quickly turn back to my brother, giving him a hug. I quickly let go and am about to open the door again, when I hear my name again.

"Huh?" I say. "Do you want me to pick you up after school?" "Hmm… no thanks. I rather walk. And besides I have a little extra cash, I'll stop by the store on my way home." I smile real big at him.

I open the door and get out. As I watch my brother drive away I can only help but wonder where he's going. "Ah! It's probably nothing." I look at my phone. "Shoot! I'm late."

Alex's POV

"I feel really bad keeping it from her. She's like my best friend." I say out loud as I pull into a parking lot and park the car.

I walk up to a building. I sigh. "Well… I guess I have no choice. I'm only doing this so I can protect her. Not put her in danger."

I look up at the building and a man comes out. "Alex…" He says as he comes out with his hands out into a hug formation.

I nod. "Henry…" I walk into the building with my hands in my pockets.

Andy's POV

I run into the building, all the way to registration. I see a snobby looking women, who has her hair up in a bun with a pencil stuck in it. She is also wearing some glasses and has a crooked smile when she notices me.

"Yes? How may I help you?" She says with a snobby attitude. "Hi… uh… I'm the new student, Andy." I say. "Last name please." She says while looking at her computer.

"It's Parks." I say. "Well… Ms. Parks, your late!" she snaps. It has me taken aback abit. "Uh… why yes. You see, I uh-" she cuts me off with irritation in her voice. "I don't care." She says while handing me a piece of paper.

"Here's your school schedule. Your locker number and combination are at the top. Now do me a favor, and leave." she says snobbish. I look at her in surprise and slowly walk away.

My locker number is 35 and the combination is 12-26-02. "Hmm… seems easy enough." I hurry and find my locker, throw my books in it and hurry to find my First Class: Math.

I open the door when I get there and notice everyone stopping and staring at me.

'Ugh… so embarrassing.' I thought.