29.10.14
I soon learned that Calum has 3 classes with me. So I'm sure he feels better, and so do I honestly.In Mr. Freedman's class I usually sit in the back of the room and Calum has occupied the-was-empty desk next to me.
I found out he's really sarcastic, clever, and very cheeky. He's grown really close to me, and I've grown close to him. Though I'm pretty sure he'll leave me for better friends later, people always do.
Though Cal doesn't really talk a lot I've noticed a lot from the little he's said to me.
I'm in Ms. Saltzman's class passing notes back and fourth to Calum-we've grown really close- in the back of the room. We're just talking about how much 80's music is better than the popular music nowadays.
"Who do you like better, Nirvana or The Ramones?" Calum whispers to me looking back up to make sure Ms. Saltzman isn't looking. "Nirvana" I quickly reply, repeating the same move as he just did in an attempt not to be caught.
And right at that moment a wide ear to ear grin was plastered onto Cal's face.
"I knew we would get along great Jillian Anne."
I was stunned by the use of my full name, wondering how he could've had know that. I just shrugged it off as nothing maybe someone just told him. An with that we actually started working on the assignment we were just given. Though neither of us had even thought of actually working in class.
Though we really should have started a while ago. we were both so far deep in our quirky conversation we hadn't noticed Ms. Saltzman standing up from her desk. Walking over to catch us talking instead of working on the worksheet she had given us.
Let's just say we are now 'detention buddies'
Though I shouldn't be worried I've had detention loads of times (you just talk the whole time while Ms. Derkson sleeps not paying attention) I felt bad for Calum it was only his 4th day here and he already has a detention. I feel so bad for him.
After she scolds us for talking I shoot him one of my 'im sorry for getting you detention' smiles. An he just blasts back an 'it's fine' smile and hand gesture.
I suddenly felt a lump in my throat when I had prepared myself to speak. I've had thus feeling before in grade 7 when I had a hard crush in the schools 'golden boy' Chase Emeralth. An that did not end well might I add.
I couldn't possibly be crushing in this kid in mean I've known him for 4 days. I'm not saying he wasn't cute I mean he just didn't seem like my type. He seemed more like the laid back- surfer vibe, while me I'm more the punk rock- skater chick. It wouldn't even work if we tried.
An I would prefer not to lose my one and only friend. If I'm even able to call him a friend at this point or if he's an acquaintance. Either way I decide to keep this thought to myself when I am brought back to reality by Calum staring at me.
"What are you staring at Calum?"
"You like zoned out at little bit"
"Oh yea, that happens a lot."
After that we both decide to actually work on sheet we were given by the angry way Ms. Saltzman was looking at us from across the room.
i cant possibly have a crush on him, this feeling will just pass over and fade right?
i was wrong, very very very wrong.
(A:N)
Okay so I felt like I should update since this story is starting to get more reads and I thank y'all reading this story i will try to update as soon as possible and we should set a goal for me to update.
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