"Xavier, get the hell off of Jake!" I demand as they tumble on the floor. I attempt to pull Xavier from Jake as Xavier swings his fist, hitting Jake square on the nose.. Jake's nose start gushing blood and I groan.
"XAVIER SO HELP ME I WILL LEAVE YOU!" I yell. Xavier freezes and gets up, takes my wrist, and drags me away. I glance back and see Sora and Jenna helping Jake with his bruises and nose. He's my friend and Xavier's my... mate, they'll have to stop fighting.
"Hey Jori," a familiar voice speaks from behind me. I turn around and my eyes widen.
"Harry," I nod in acknowledgement to my exfriend that apparentlty had feelings for me that I didn't return. That sort of turned him against me. Not Harry Styles, Harry Carter. The evil one.
"Who's this?" he asks, looking at Xavier's hold on my wrist. Ok, he looks like he's trying to burn it off.
"I'm her boyfriend," Xavier says lowly, trying to step in front of me. Liar!
"Liar liar pants on fire!" I accuse," you aren't my boyfriend," I clarify. I release my wrist from Xavier's grip and start marching to class, glancing down at my schedule. Room A324 for AP French. I walk into the classroom after running up two flights of stares. I smile at the French teahcer, Ms. Harris, and she grins back.
"Il est bon de vous revoir, Jordanie," she smiles.
"j'étais occupé pour la dernière semaine," I sigh as I quickly run my hand through and head to an empty seat in the back. Some people tumble in and rush to random seats as the bell rings.
"bonne classe du matin," Ms.Harris greats as I pull a notebook from my bag.
"bonne miss matin," we say in sync. When class ends, I exit with Eliza, a girl who sits next to me with dyed brown hair with blue bangs.
"Then he ended up with issues down there," she finishes. I laugh and someone grabs my arm.
"Hey, Eliza, you're gonna have to dye my tips one day," I laugh as the person, probably Xavier, starts tugging me away. She nods before turning to go to her next class. I turn and can feel myself pale once I notice it isn't Xavier dragging me away.
"What do you want Harry?" I hiss as I pull my wrist from his grip. I forgot about him being a vampire too. Let's say that me trying to pull out of his grip didn't work.
"I want to take you somewhere," he says vaguely.
"I don't want to go anywhere," I groan as I take my free arm and grab whatever is closest to me, which happens to be a guy, and that guy happens to be Jake.
"SAVE ME!" I beg in a joking manner. Jake chuckles before glaring Harry down. Jake's considerably taller and more muscular than Harry. Harry glowers before letting me go and marching off.
"Shanks! Is your nose ok?" I ask. Yes, that's how I say thanks.
"Yeah, just a little crooked," Jake shrugs. I nod in understanding.
"What class do you have?" he asks, glancing at my schedule
"AP Calculus?" I question. I took AP Calculus last year. Jake nods before entering his class. I rush to the Calculus room and make it in before the bell.
"Hey Mrs.Martin, I took this class last year," I say, walking to her desk.
"Oh, you're the senior 2 assistant," she cheers as she drags me behind her desk.
"So, um, what do I do?" I ask awkwardly. She smiles and shoves me... lesson plans?
"You'll walk around the room during this period and help students that need help," she explains quickly before a wave of students rush in before the bell rings.
"Ok class! Our Senior Assistant is here, this is Jordan, Jordan, this is the class," she smiles brightly. I scan the room, looking for any people that I saw around the halls last year. Charlie. Of all the dang people that can be in this class, Charlie is in it. Let me explain, Charlie is my stalker of sorts, he's had a liking towards me since he started here as a freshman and I was a sophomore. I've had a stalker for four years! Happy four year anniversary Charlie! He winks at me once he notices me scowling at him. Mrs.Martin rambles about how the syllabus is due tomorrow and basic classroom rules. I walk around the class and quietly laugh at some of the things people write on their papers.
Your left leg is Thanksgiving, Your right leg is Christmas, can I visit in between the holidays?
I snap my head to the owner of that sheet of paper and scowl at Charlie who seems to have a perverted smirk on his face.
"Sweetheart, can you help me pass these textbooks out?" Mrs.Martin asks me kindly. I nod before taking a majority of the stack and passing out the heavy booklets. Mrs.Martin is like a motherly figure to me. She's also very bubbly and energetic... And married to our AP Psychology teacher. Yeah, it's quite awkward.
"Ok class, open up to page 150 and.." she continues as I absentmindedly place books on everyone's desks. I wonder where Tiffany and Marie have gone. Maybe they left the country? The continent? The world? Ok, it would have been nice if they left this continent. If Xavier would have killed them, he would have been in some deep chiz with me. I put the last book on a girl with red hair's desk. I smile at her as she shyly looks down. That's odd. I walk to the back and sit in the small desk that was apparently prepared for me. I open up the lesson plan and read through it. Lucky kids don't have as much homework as I did when I was in this class. I sigh and snap my head up when there's a loud bang in the room.
"GET ON THE GROUND NOW!" the large man in a classic all black outfit shouts through his burgalar mask. Well, fudge me.
A/N
I feel like a complete bongo for not updating for so long. I got a laptop of my own so the updates would be more frequent and such, and thanks for not giving up on this story and staying with the book. Yeah, a little emotional snippet there. I feel like murdering one fo my best friend's exboyfriend and a girl that just so happened to convince him that she was going to break up with him. I can just imagine my twin and I dragging the down to Hell personally making sure they get to the deepest depths. Heh, a little look into my mind..
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Yup.....
Question of the Day: How do you spell yup? With an e or a u? I personally use a u in it. Yup just sounds better to me than Yep does...
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