Misery (John Lennon Fanfiction)

Part 4

John's POV:||

"You'll be staying in at lunch Lennon" Mr Peterson said

"But sir I've already got a date with Belinda" I smirked

"You mean Mrs Wilson?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows

"That's the one" I smiled, I loved messing with teachers, everyone else liked it too though. Entertained them. I've always been an entertainer I think, with the Daily Howl, a little newspaper I did when I was a kid, playing guitar now, my full time job as a class clown. I like to think I'm not half bad at this entertaining stuff. So Peterson said some other stuff that wasn't really relevant at all so naturally I zoned out and checked out the girls side of the classroom. Very logical man Mr Peterson, co-ed school but he still separates us. Thelma was situated up the back, she looked back at me with a smile and I shot her a wink of course. Not that I was totally in love with her or anything but she was good for a casual gobby. I looked up the line of Thelma wannabes with their bouffants and poodle skirts until I got to Amelia. I don't know what it was about her that was so captivating. I mean it's not like she was that amazing but she was very very attractive nonetheless. Probably because she was a challenge, and not just because she was taken, that's never stopped me before. But she's not phased by my charm or my actions, whatever I try doesn't work on her. I just feel like she's the kind of person I connect with, and not the entertainer John just John. The real me.

"St Andrews" a few of the boys sitting around her mocked in a whisper while Peterson was writing on the blackboard.

"Yeah yeah" she muttered, shrugging it off coolly. They yanked her pencil case from her desk and started passing it around the room "Oi give it back" she said reaching out for it

"Just get that richy rich boyfriend of yours to get it" the Neanderthals laughed together

"Just cut it out alright" she said getting more annoyed

"Oops" one of them said, leaning over and pushing her books off the desk.

I quickly flung an eraser at the main guy "Leave her alone y'dick" I said.

"Loosen up John we're having fun" he said in his unfortunate doofball-esque voice

"It's not fun, what did she ever do to you?" I said getting up out of my seat a little.

"Oh you wanna go? You can't talk about picking on people who don't deserve it" he retorted, getting up out of his seat a little too, as we carefully walked towards each other crouching down to hide from Peterson, who was still writing by the way.

"At least I don't pick on girls" I said, puffing out my chest a little.

He smiled goofily back at his friends and at me again before giving me a playful slap on the cheek, I didn't hesitate to tackle him to the ground. Everyone erupted, chanting, yelling. Peterson couldn't control them, I had him by the collar of his shirt when he eventually did get between us

"John!" He yelled

"He started it sir, he was picking on-!" I started

"I don't care who started it or who he was picking on you were about to hit Mr Jacobs here and that is against school policy. Go to the headmasters office immediately." He said sternly. I looked into his eyes not wavering

"Good. Joseph and I can discuss your salary cut " I retorted and fixed myself up, adjusting my jacket. I walked down the row and I could feel everyone's eyes on me, I looked down on Amelia as I walked past.

"You shouldn't-" she started, softly. I shot her a wink with a little smile as I continued on my way to see Joseph, again.