Bad boys do it better

~15~

'What' i said turning around

'Why' he asked and i got confused

'Why what' i said

'Why did you help me' he asked

'As i said I can't have left anyone that was hurt even if i hate them' i said

'I may sound mean or look mean. But at the end of the day. I still care' i said walking off

'Class is that way' i heard him yell

'Since you got me out. I ain't going back in' i said walking off to the field

I grabbed a ball and started kicking it about. Doing kick ups and then I kicked it into the goal

I got the ball back and done all sorts of tricks and i realised coach was watching me

'Aren't you supposed to be in class' he said

'Just playing . See you at practise' i said walking off and i heard him laugh and i got to my lesson and sat down

'What was that about' jax asked and i saw chase sitting at the back looking at me

'Nothing really' i said and he nodded and then the bell went

'What we got' i asked

'Uh art' he said

No

NO

NOOOOOOO

'Did you just say art' i said and he nodded

'And I'm going to die. Fuck art' i said

'Come on. It's not that bad' he said

'Easy for you to say. I've seen your art work on your desk. I can't even draw a realistic person. Any person I draw is stick people. Even a 6 year old can do better than me' i said and he laughed

'Come on' he said dragging me to the art rooms

'Class today we will draw a naked model'

'WHAT.' I yelled

'Right no everyone draw this fruit bowl' she said and everyone sighed

'You all are relieved imagine me' i said getting my pencil to sketch the outline of the fruit bowl

20 minutes later

'Oh fuck this shit' i said

'FIGHTTTTT' someone yelled

We all ran out and i pushed past people

OH SHIT....