Chapter 12: I'm Homicidal

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"Jason, Aaron, sit down, we aren't doing acting exercises yet," Mr. S interferes with the glare off," though that was some great mimicking," he adds as he starts heading to his desk. Some people come into the class room laughing and a girl decides to slip into the navy seat while the boys are distracted.

"Hi, I'm Sora," she greet. I smile back and introduce myself. Mr.S suddenly pulls out a ponytail of hair and starts creeping around the room.

"That use to be his real hair," Sora whispers to me as he creeps up behind Ashley and she spins around before screaming bloody murder. Mr. S laughs before searching for his next victim.

"Hey guys," the ginger dude says.

"Cameron, this is Gavin, Gavin this is Cameron," Sora introduces before returning to drawing a note book. The bell screeches and people sit in the bean bags. Aaron and Jason turn around to find the navy seat occupied. They huff before stomping away to bags in opposite sides of the room. What's up with all these.. disagreements?

"Ok class! Today we will be paired up in groups of four, line up according to your favorite color in alphabetical order," he says with a clap at the end. People shoots up and immediately walk to the middle.

"What's your favorite color?" a random girl asks as she walks down the line.

"Green," I answer automatically. She sighs as she continues walking down the line. Once everyone is situated and in the correct place, Mr. S walks down the line, numbering us off. I end up with the number 2, my lucky number.

"Ok, ones go to that circle of chairs, twos there, threes there, fours there, and fives there, disperse!" he declared as he finishes splitting off the twenty of us. I walk slowly to the circle that should contain twos.

"Yes! We're in the same group," Eliza fist pumps. I grin and plop down in a random bag with Eliza next to me. I grin as we start discussing random chiz.

"Hey guys," Gage says, falling into a chair besides Eliza. Eliza quickly quiets down and looks at her lap. OOOOOoooooooohhhhhh, Eliza like Gage. I grin evilly and Gage gives me a slightly frightened look. Jason walks to the group and plops down in the last chair. I yawn and Mr. S suddenly speaks.

"We have a stray, Mr. Weaver, please choose a group to join," Mr. S booms and Aaron give me a mischievous grin. Idiot! Twat! In the British sense, not the other way you perverts -_-. Aaron makes his way towards us and pulls up a bean bag, sitting between Jason and I. Eliza glances up and her eyes widen. She looks at me and gives me that look. The one that says that she would talk to me later and scalp me if I don't spill. Fudge.

"So we will be doing a play, not Romeo and Juliet like Ms.Harris, but the play The Diary of  A World War Two Solider," Mr.S announces. He passes out the script and everyone starts flipping through it.

"Now this isn't just a play, it's dubbed, meaning one person will be behind the curtain while the other is in front, mouthing the words and acting it out," Mr.S explains. I can't act for the life of me. I'm going to die of embarrassment.

"She's mine!" Eliza hisses as she pulls me to her, making me fall out of my seat and onto the ground.

"I'll be with you two. Aaron states as he smirks.

"No, I will," Jason states.

"I will."

"I will."

"Me."

"Me."

"SHUT UP!" Eliza screams," Gage will be with us and you two are paired up, it's final," Eliza declares. Before either one of them can abject, the bell rings and Eliza drags me out of the room.

"What have you done to Jason and Aaron? You have them wrapped around your little finger!" Eliza exclaims. I shrug and she continues to interview me as we head to our next class. This is going to be a long day.

After school

I groan as I rush away from the flirting Ashley and from Aaron. Mum meets me with a grin. I don'tlike it. 

"Oh Aaron. come in, your parents and sister are here," Mum ushers. Angelina runs up to me while screaming. She hugs my leg before hugging Aaron and Ashley looks at her expectantly with her arms open. Angelina walks away and Ashley drops her arms awkwardly. Mum pushes us onto the couch and Mr. Weaver speaks first as mum sits down.

"We have something to tell you children," he says in a serious tone.

"We're going on vacation!" Mum and Mrs. Weaver cheer as they jump up and down. Ashley screams and starts hyperventilating.

"I need a new bikini, I need to pack!" Ashley rushes as she frantically starts for the stairs.

"Wait a minute! You three have school, you won't be coming," mum breaks. 

"You expect the three of us to live in our own house unsupervised for who knows how long?" I ask incredulously.

"Of course not sweety, you three will all be staying here, Aaron will stay in one of your rooms," Mum spills. | |. <--- That is how close I am to murdering a certain someone.

"But mom! I have to go! It's a family thing!" Ashley defends. Mum gives her a stern look and she humphs before stomping up the stairs and slams her door shut.

"I'm not sharing my room! Have fun with Ashley," I say as I start heading upstairs.

"Actually Cameron," mum smirks evilly," Aaron will be sharing a room with you since you have the larger room," she grins. She's trying to ruin me! I knew it! She's out to kill me.

"Kill. Me. Now." I say, bumping my head agains the wall with each word.

"Hey, we'll have fun, I'll make sure of it," Aaron winks with a perverted smirk. The little pervert will pay. Game, freaking, on.

A/N

I AM SORRY! I haven't updated forever. I had family over and had finals for Algebra. I also have school. Arggg

No goal, I'll update asap

So...

Byezz 

~Anonymous

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