The Bad Boy Effect (H2OVanoss) [Completed]

Chapter 18

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My heart was racing, blood was pumping, and although I couldn't really recognize what was happening I knew that later I was going to remember every detail.

So I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment.

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PE was good. In Jonathan's opinion. Well, more like Lui's opinion, and Jonathan was his friend, so it was his opinion too.

Evan and his friends had been on the bleachers for the most part, just hanging out, although Jonathan knew they were up there to keep Evan company as he slept. He shouldn't be, but he was worried. For as long as he had been going to school there, Evan had never once been too miserable for PE. It was possibly his best subject, if that was even possible.

Stop that, Jonathan told himself as he thought more about it. Instead, he focused on changing and getting out of the locker room.

On his way out, he saw Evan with his friends, tiredly smiling at a joke one of them had said.

"Shut up." The teen said playfully as he walked by, glancing at Jonathan quickly before turning away.

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Last period was quite boring, they took notes, worked on vocabulary, and everything was pretty quiet.

"Ugh, I'm so bored." Evan mumbled to himself, music blasting through one earbud while the other hung loosely in the air, brushing up against the front of his shirt, phone tucked inside the front pocket of his jeans.

He sat back in his seat, his completed notes laid out in front of him, all written in neat handwriting, printed in black ink. He glanced around the room, where everyone else was dutifully working on their vocabulary, switching between their laptops and notebooks. Of course, he was done already.

He stretched out his arm carefully, glad to finally have the cast off so he could write properly once more.

Opening his binder, he ripped a piece of filler paper from the three rings, too lazy to open it up.

He folded it into a paper airplane without thinking, tossing it at Lui's head, or at least that general direction.

Bulls-eye. Evan thought to himself as he returned his attention to his open binder as Lui turned around, his pencil in hand. He began to scribble lines of nothing, random words and letters as he glanced at his powered off laptop.

Lui tilted his head curiously, but shrugged and turned around. He slid the paper craft over to Jonathan.

"Dude, write 'fuck' on the inside and throw it." He whispered with a smile, obviously joking.

"Okay." Jonathan unfolded the craft, picking up his pen and proceeding to write 'fuck you' on the inside. He folded it once again, writing a small note that said 'open me' on the right wing as well. He glanced around the room cautiously before shutting his eyes and throwing it behind him as hard as he could.

He hadn't realized that the teacher had gotten out of his chair to help someone while he had been writing on the plane.

Oh, but he noticed the teacher furiously pick it up, opening it and silently read it to himself. He was furious. "Who wrote this?" He held up the unfolded plane and looked around the room, his gaze lingered on Jonathan's table.

Slowly, he raised his hand. "I wrote it, but I didn't make the plane, I swear." He confessed, too guilty to even attempt to lie.

He squinted his eyes, turning to the class once more. "So who made this?" He demanded, glaring around accusingly.