Part 3 - Glaring Bitch

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The next class I had was English. The only class I have with Ethan in it. Thankfully. I sat in class. Hoping that Ethan wouldn't show. Even if he did he would come late. But right as I thought that, in he walks. With Megan in front of him. She looks at me and gives me a glare, I look away and I stare outside. They both take there seats and Mr Smith walks in taking a look and seeing that Ethan was in class on time for the first time ever.

"Ah, Ethan, you're actually on time."

Ethan nods sarcastically. "Sure am!"

Mr Smith ignores his comment and starts the lesson.

"So, as you know we have exams very soon which means we will be getting into revision very shortly. But for the next few weeks we will be carrying on with creative writing." He smiled.

Mr Smith was cut off with Megan giggling. I look to see what she was laughing at and it was just Ethan whispering in her ear.

"Mr Dolan if you don't want to be here you can leave."

"Oh no carry on Mr S, I live for this subject."

Mr Smith sent Ethan a glare and turned his attention back to the whiteboard. I sit back in my seat staring at the ground. I could hear Ethan whispering up the front again and I put my head onto my desk as I try to block it out.

Throughout the lesson of constant stopping of Mr Smith having to tell Ethan off it was finally coming to an end.

"When the lesson is done I would like a word with Ethan and Kendall please."

I sink back into my chair hoping that it would swallow me whole. Ethan looks back at me and I know I'm about to get it after class. Megan also looks back giving me the same glare as she did at the start of class. The bell went and Ethan stood up trying to leave.

"Ethan don't even think about it."

He kicked the door and sat back at his seat. I remained seated at my desk.

"So." Mr Smith started. "Ethan you will begin your tutoring after school."

"Bullshit. I'm not going." He rolled his eyes.

"Mr Dolan, would you like to pass the year?"

"Do I have a fucking choice?" He spits.

"No. You don't."

"Then don't fucking ask me, alright, Dennis."

"It is Mr Smith to you." He growls. "After school in the library. I will be there to make sure you are there. And I will check up every so often to make sure you have not left. And if you do it will be a phone call home. We don't want that do we Ethan?"

Ethan clenched his jaw as he stared Mr Smith in the eyes. Ethan got up kicking the desk and walked out.

"I better get going." I awkwardly announce grabbing my bag.

"I will see you after school Kendall." He sighed.

I nod walking out.

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