Hybrid: H2OCat (Complete)

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Disclaimer: NOT MY ART!!! I did, however, change the contrasting to it a little bit...but still, NOT MINE! I DO NOT OWN IT!

~TS: Tuesday Morning~
Jon

I was sitting in history, my textbook out like I was reading it, but I was really drawing again. I had an art piece for class I had to get done by Friday. It could be anything we wanted it to be, but we had to make it somewhat realistic and to blend different colors together.

"—alright, get into groups and get to work." The teacher, Mrs. Wells, says. My head shot up, oh shit. The one time I needed to pay attention! As everyone got up and into their groups, Mrs. Wells just stood there and smirked at me, then went back to sit at her desk. I glare at her and look back down to my picture (shown as above, & that's the final product, so just think it's just the drawing of it).

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The bell rang and I walked out of class, still not having any idea what we were doing, but at least my the drawing of my art was done. Now all I had to do was color it. I went downstairs to my science class and pulled out my phone to play games for ten minutes, instead of having the extra passing time. Through, when I went to play, I got a text fro, an unknown number.

Unknown
426-945-3228
Hey Jon, it's Tyler. My brother gave me your number. Anyway, we should talk

Me
Oh..What about?
It's probably gonna be about how he doesn't like me.

Tyler
426-945-3228
It's nothing bad. Well, Evan said we should, but I also just wanted to talk about something

Me
Uh, okay. When did you wanna talk? After school or something

Tyler
426-945-3228
Sure. Could we go to your house though? Cause I know Ev will eavesdrop

Me
Yeah, that's fine

The bell rang again, and the room started to fill up with kids. I put my phone away and grabbed my notebook. Let's just hope I get through today without getting beat up or knocked out again.

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"Alright, so before the bell rings," the teacher started, "make sure you wear black next class. Because we are lifting fingerprints, and the black powder stains and gets everywhere." The class all said 'okay' and agree. The bell rang and we were let out for lunch. I grabbed my things and headed upstairs to the art room instead.

"Oh, hello Jon," the teacher said, walking over to me. "Can I help you with something?"

"Yea umm, I was wondering if I could stay in here durning lunch and work on my project?" She thought about it for a moment, "I promise I won't disrupt the class," I told her, as she had a class.

"Well, as long as you work and don't disrupt I don't see why not. Do ask if you need anything." I nodded and thanked her. I grabbed some colored pencils before I sat at an empty desk, and colored in the drawing.

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Once lunch had ended, I asked if I could leave the picture in the class room and I could frame it tomorrow in class. She said that it was fine and I left for math. I got in class, and went through everything like I did in my history class. The intro, about myself -which I didn't do again- the hat situation -but she believed me. All that fun stuff. But, once that was over, I sat down and listened to her go over things I already knew, though I really just let my mind wander the whole time.

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The bell rang and I was off to my last class, thank god, but it was gym. Well, weight lifting, to be exact. The first half of the class is running and the second half is lifting. As I was walking down the hall, something felt...off. I didn't know what, but something did. As I passed the main office to get to the gym, the back of my neck was grabbed, and I was forced into the gym hall and thrown to the ground. I rolled on to my feet, and you could only guess who it could be. "Brian," I growled and he smirked.