After talking to Megan for a bit we parted ways for first period after zero period. I walked into home room which is the art room. I was greeted by a room full of color and art work. Then I saw him ,Karmin. I was snapped out of thought when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked over to be greeted by an old smiling woman she seemed to be in her 60s or so. "Hello you must be Abigail. I'm Mrs. Robinson if you could go sit over by Karmin that would be great," she said cheerfully as she pointed at him. I looked and all the childhood memories of our friendship came flooding back.
I watched as my best friend was doing a drum solo on stage. He picked me out of the crowd with his eyes and smiled. I was so proud of him he excelled at the drums
0 in the school band. He had the corniest laugh as he was getting more into the music. After he finished his solo the music teacher whispered to him ,and he smiled widely.Karmin walked up to the mic,"This next solo is for my best friend Abby. Thanks for putting up with me. Here is Anarchy In the UK by Sex Pistols," he said running back to his drum set.
"You can head to your seat now dear," she stated breaking me out of my day dream.
"Oh, sorry for day dreaming. I'll head to my seat now," I said as I walked over to to him. I pulled up a chair next to him and sat down.
"Awww, little Abby day dreaming about something," he said coldly.
"What?" I said confused because he never used to be this cold.
"You heard me buttercup," he said matter of factly only to be shushed by Mrs. Robinson. Just than other people started filling in the room. A tall boy with a smiling face brown hair and a freckled face came in and sat down next to Karmin. He had circle hippy glasses over his eyes. You know the kind Ozzy Osburne wears.
"Hey Karmin who is this?"
"Oh, Just some girl the teacher sat here," he responded.
"Umm, excuse me I'm your childhood friend," I snapped back still mad from before
"Ooh, sorry this is Abby a girl I knew in grade school for like 3 years if that," he rolled his eyes.
"She's feisty, I like it and she's British too," he mused with a smile.
"The names Markus hopefully we can get along better then you seem to get along with numb nuts," he cheered holding out his hand for me to shake.
"Hey," Karmin said pissed. Only to be ignored by Markus and I.
"Abigail, but you already knew that," I said giving him my hand while lightening up a bit from snapping.
Before me and Markus could continue talking Mrs. Robinson said. "I hope you all had a great summer. Today we have a new student. Abigail come up and introduce yourself," she commanded.
I got up and made my way to the front of the room. I stood in front of about 10 students then spoke," Hi my name is Abigail Knight. I'm from London, but I recently moved here from California due to my parents work. I like music ,and I would really like to learn how to play guitar," I said with a smile.
"Thank you Abigail you can go have a seat now," Mrs. Robinson smiled. The rest of the period was just introduction to what we would be learning. So when that first bell rang I was excited to get out of there and away from Karmin. He put me in a bad mood early and I wasn't going to let him ruin my day. As I was darting toward the door Markus caught up with me. Karmin following behind him.
"So what class do you have next? Markus asked.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" I mused with a smile.
"Do you always respond this sarcastically Abigail?"
"Depends how I'm feeling," I grinned.
"Yeah when you're not PMSing," Karmin chimned in.
I roll my eyes and ignore him. "Yeah but if you must know Markus I have chemistry next."
"That's chill, I got Algebra which is right next to the chem lab," he smiled his shades dangling slightly off the bridge of his nose," I could walk you if you want." Karmin fake barfed.
"Man I ain't got time for this I'm going," Karmin stormed. Markus only rolled his eyes. I just stared in the direction he stormed off.
"I'm really sorry about him. He usually isn't this-."
"Moody, annoying, self absorbed," I cut him off.
"I was going to say cranky, but that works too,"he giggled,"So about walking you too class."
"I'd like that," I responded.
"Then let's go," he said walking down the hallway. We made small talk on the way to our classes. We talked about bands, how I knew Karmin, and he asked me a few questions about London.
"I'm guessing this is the chem lab," I pointed out pulling him out of our conversation.
"Yup, It was nice talking to you hopefully we have more classes togeather," he said waving entering the room next to the lab. I walked in and sat at a table with a smile. I could see myself becoming friends with Markus. From when we talked he seemed nice, funny and an over all charming guy.
"Yo, Abbs I was waving for you in the hall ,but you were to busy with Markus," Megan said walking into the classroom plopping right down next to me. "So I see you met Ozz boy as we like to call him."
"Yup, he put me in a good mood after an asshole put me in a sour one," I smiled.
"There are a lot of assholes here ,but you get used to it," she shrugged,"Ozz boy puts everyone in a good mood ,but they don't live and share a birthday with him."
"Wait, you guys are twins?"
"Yup we are feternal twins," she smiled.
"I was about to say you guys look nothing a like," I replied suprised.
"Yeah, I know he has brown hair ,and I'm the gingerbread man," She laughed. Her saying this made me laugh. "Yo hold up where the fuck this teacher at?" Megan got up looking around the room.
"You know what this means?" I asked,"It's time to skip." I answered my own question.
"Chem teacher won't care. She's ok with kids skipping the first couple of days," She stated. As we left the room we looked at the door next to the chem lab. Markus looked bored as hell. "Come on,"Megan caught on as I was staring into the door," let's bust him out," she finished.
We lightly tapped on the window making sure to be quite so the teacher didn't notice. It took him about three minutes to notice us. We hid under the window as he was talking to the teacher. Just in case she looked over. We both jumped when we heard the door wiggle open. Me and Megan moved out of the way only to be greeted by Markus. All three of us just booked It down the hall. "You guys are life savers," he said as we speed walked down the hallway.
"Where should we go?"I asked.
"The library, no one checks the Library," Markus stated.
"Let's go," Megan said running a head.
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Love In The Third Degree
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