Once in a Million Years

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dedicated to @isabellegernstol for all the support! ly! xx hope you keep reading

j a c o b

"Jacob!" Mrs. Garcia snaps, as she raises her stick and points it to me.

"What?" I ask lazily, and I hear people snickering at the back of the room. Ugh.

"Were you sleeping during my lesson?"

"No, you were teaching during my slumber. Duh."

"Don't play smart with me Mr. Coleman."

"Don't play dumb with me Katheryn."

"Detention!"

"That's fine."

"Two weeks!"

"Also fine."

"Suspension!"

"You know you can't do that."

"Get out of my classroom! Right this instant!"

"Also fine."

"Go to the office!"

"What for?"

"You know what, Jacob?"

"What?"

"Just get outside of my classroom, and I'll deal with you later. Come back into this room right after this block ends. Got it?"

"Mhm."

I pick up my backpack and leave the classroom, slamming the door shut behind me.

Hmmm... What should I do? 27 minutes left of the period. Noah's probably in class and Liam's probably in the office. Eh, I'll just go over my life story.

So when I was a freshman and Blaire Rose, I was perfectly fine, my life was great, and people respected me. During the first month of sophomore year, I was called home in the middle of class and Mom had told me we were moving to Las Vegas. We lived there for about two years, but Dad and Mom didn't like the place so we moved back about a week ago and now I'm at this school.

"Mr. Coleman?" Mrs. Garcia stepped out of her room and all the students started piling out the door to get to fourth period.

"Yes?"

"Your behaviour isn't welcome in my class, like that."

"Like what?"

"Snappy, witty, sarcastic, talking back to the teacher. The list goes on."

"And...?"

"I'm going to transfer you to a different class. I'm going to talk to Mr. Salvador during lunch and we're going to move you to a different humanities class."

"Okay..."

"That's all. I need you to keep your behaviour up for that class, all of your classes, for that matter, I heard Coach Ryan doesn't tolerate low grades. You have to have a B average. Some of your assignment are failing, but I heard the class I was going to transfer you to is doing something exciting."

"Okay," I respond, my eye catching Noah who's smirking at me.

"Alright, get to fourth period."

I walk away from Mrs. Garcia and see Noah and Liam who are smirking at me, probably thinking something's up between Mrs. Garcia and I. Nope. Not at all.

"What was that all about?" Noah asks.

"I'm getting moved to a different humanities class. Something about being too witty," I laugh and Noah and Liam chuckle along.

"Which class?" Liam asks, and he nods back to some girl that waved at him.

"A class that's doing something exciting. I don't know, that's what Garcia said."

"Oh." 

"Liam!" we all turn our heads to some girl that's frantically waving to him.

"Flavour of the week?" I ask, smirking. 

Liam's a player, but I kind of am one too. But Noah's the nice guy. The golden boy. Noah Klein. But he's not the only golden boy at our school, if I remember correctly. Kyle Fleming. The basic golden boy. He's got the looks, the personality, the money, and the girls.

"Yes," Liam replies, smirking at me and turns to smirk at the girl.

"Hey baby," she cooes.

"Sup Jenni," he says back but the girl glares at him.

"It's Jamie, but I'll let it slide. So... what do you want to do?"

"Don't you guys have class?" Noah interrupts, earning a dirty look from Jamie.

"Free period," Liam says, and turns his attention back to Jamie and Noah and I walk away to our fourth period. Science.

We walk into the room, and there's already people sitting down and talking amongst themselves. 

We walk to two empty chairs and sit down and automatically girls rush up to us.

"Hey Jakey," some girl tries to say seductively. More like a four year old talking.

"What?"

"My parent's aren't home today... wanna come over?"

"Maybe," I say, not really paying attention to what she's saying.

"Call me," she says, walking away and leaving her number on my desk. I scrunch it up and throw it away. 

"Hello class!" Mr. Brooks says as he walks into the classroom dropping his lesson plan and making a loud thud.

"Hello," the class lazily replies.

"Today we're going to get straight into the lesson. Pick a partner."

Everyone turned around to the person sitting next to them, their best friends. 

"Now as a partner, pick another pair of partners."

"Jacob, wanna go with Kyle?" Noah asks, and I nod, not really paying attention.

"Kyle!" Noah calls and he and his partner walk over to us. Female partner. Smoking hot chick. 

Maybe they're dating...

This is going to be fun.

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AAANNNDDDDD that's the end of the second chapter!

The humanities lesson will hopefully take place shortly in one of the following chapters. 

Let me know what you think of this chapter! xx

Till next time,

-madison 🥀 xx