Just your regular high school day (The pack FF)

Chapter two: Art disaster

Pov Change:
I look down at my schedule, art in room 144. I swerved in and out of the teenagers heading towards there classes. I find one and head in along with a few students. I stand at the corner of the room, along with everyone else. The desk was near the windows and each table looked like it could hold about five or six kids. The bell rung and kids were rushing into the class and following us to the back. The teacher walked in, she was relatively short with short brownish-reddish hair, she announced that her names was Mrs. Autumn. The lady put us each at the tables, leaving one or two seats open. She handed out folders and told us to decorate it with our names with drawings of what we liked. I decided to write my name, Robert Latsky, as if it was in space. The letters were separate and flooding, but not to much that you can't figure out my name.
"Can I borrow your eraser?" The guy next to me asked. I nodded, I looked down at his folder, the name reads 'Adam daleberg'. He reaches for the eraser and in the process, nocks down my pencil.
"Really?" I asked, he gave me a goofy grin as I went to look for my pencil. The guy across from me called for the teacher, she came over and suddenly fell. All of us jumped from the sudden thud, she pulled out my pencil.
"Who's is this?" She asked, something about her voice was a mix between anger and calmness. I blushed as I raised my hand, she pointed outside. 'Dam it, I'm in trouble' I thought as we headed outside. "What is your name?"
"Robert Latsky" I answered
"I'm crossed with you right now, I'm going to have to get this checked and it's going to cost me" she pulled out a blue slip and started writing. "I never thought I'll have to use this on the first day, but this can't go unnoticed" the slip said this.

Detention: For and special reason 8/7/18

"Are you serious" I mumbled as I headed to my seat. I face palmed onto the table. The nice teacher that was once here, completely changed. Her posture was different, her face expression hardened, but the worst thing, everyone was giving me a glare. 'I think I just became the most hated person in the ninth grade'. I tried to work on my folder, but I had no inspiration for it anymore. I checked my schedule once more to keep my mind off things.

Homeroom- room 103
Art- room 144
Literacy- room 122
Gym- Gymnasium
Lunch- cafeteria
Math- room 156
Math- room 143
Integrated Physics & Chemistry- room 102
Homeroom- room 103

That didn't help at all, I was still acting nervous. There stairs felt like they were peering into my sole. I clutched my face and pray for this for this period to be over.
"You ok over there?" A male voice asked, it was coming from the teen across from me."you seeeem.....a bit stressed"
"I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine" I fake laughed, I felt myself losing it. "Why would anything be wrong?" I asked as I ran my fingers threw my super hair light brown.
"Woah, calm down there" he said, he looked over across the table towards Adams folder. "Uhhh, Adam, would you like to switch places with me?" Adam quickly nodded as they swap spots. 'Some guy, doesn't want to be seated next to the most hated person here.......who am I kidding, I would of done the same' I thought to myself as the guy set up his things in the Correct order. Now that he's next to me, I've noticed that he was a bit shorter then me, about two or a half inches. He had raven like hair that was brushed to the side constantly by his tan skin. With his hair out of his eyes, you can clearly see his light hazel eyes, quite like mine. "Vik" He said
"What?" I asked, caught of guard
"Vikram Barns, just call me Vik for short" the small male introduced
"Well, nice to meet you Vik. I'm Robbert Laskity, just call me Rob" I kindly respond "aren't you afraid of sitting next to the most hated kid in the class?" I continued, he gave me a quiet chuckle as I gave him a confused look.
"Ahh, don't worry about that. I've got my ways" he reassured, I nodded. My nerves calmed for a bit, for a while. I didn't care about what anyone had to say, I've made a friend.
"HEY VIK!" One of the popular guys, JJ, called out to the small boy. There are two other popular guys also in this class, Simon and josh.
"WHAT?" He shouted back, this was the first time I've seen him so jumpy. Like a child who's about to receive a present, that all went to waist when JJ threw a peace of paper at him. Vik, with determination in his eyes, threw it back.
"No!" Josh yelled
"READ IT, DUMMY!" Simon laughed as he threw it back the teen. Vik unscrambled the piece of paper, me being the noise person I am, I read over his shoulder. 'Hey Vik, gym after this stupid art class, you got that?' Vik nodded at them and there was another part of the letter 'also, don't hang around that nerd. He's weird, literally destroyed the best art teacher. I mean look at her' my heart shattered, I let outta noise. I don't know what the noise was, but it was a sound between distraught and confusion. Vik notice me reading over his shoulder, fear in his eyes.
"Rob-" Vik was cut off from the bell, to hurt to even think I picked up my things and put them In my book bag as I slug the backpack over my shoulder.
"Bye Vikram" I Said using his full name, those last words destroyed him completely and all eyes were on me as I exited the room.