The Gatorade Incidient

Chapter One

I sat in class staring at him. He was so perfect but still a total jerk. Why couldn't he just be nice. It's like his body didn't work that way. His black hair, his bright blue eyes, light flawless skin, gauges, snakebites, just all over perfect. His personality was a complete turn off though. He was so nice to everyone else though. Just not me. I sat in my boring health class when my teacher assigns a class project. I loved projects because I can make them my own. I can put a little bit of me in it.

"You will will work in pairs. In your own creative way, you must figure a way to represent emotions, what they are, how they work and your opinion on if they can be proved or not." She passed out the papers. I immediately thought, a film or video. That was my forte after all. I didn't belong on the other side of the camera. I guess I just loved being able to document things in their own unique ways. When I looked down the paper I saw the emotion love on the list of emotions you had to do. My eyes shot to my crush across the room.

Please put us together, I thought hopefully.

"Here are your partners." She changed the screen on the projector. I desperately ran my eyes for my name. I found it and who my partner was and immediately felt my heart drop.

"Alex." I said softly to myself.

"Anything wrong with the list?" My teacher says. I raised my hand and sat up a little in my seat.

"Xaviera." She says.

I put my hand down and said "I can't work with Alex."

My teacher smiled a cruel smile and said "Well then, this will be a great experience. You two can learn to work together." My mouth drops.

Alex stands up on the other side of the room protesting and yells "I can't work with her either!"

The teacher stands up, slams her hands on the table and yells back "You two will work together and if your project isn't the best in this class both of you will permanently be partnered with each other, in AIM!" I slumped down in my seat and Alex sat back down. Our Panama field trip was in only in two weeks and if we got AIM we weren't allowed to go. I was looking foreword to finally getting away from here a little bit.

"Ok, any other problems?" The teacher asked with a tone of total annoyance.

No one else raised there hands. The room was silent and filled with tension.

"Good you start now. Don't forget the dead line is next Wednesday, two days before your field trip." I got up and walked over to Alex's desk.

"What about a film?" I said as soon as I sat down.

"Do what ever you want." He said texting on his phone. You snapped your fingers.

"I don't want to work with you either but, we have to make it good or else neither of us goes to Panama." I said. He sat foreword and laid his phone down. Panama must mean a lot to him. I've never seen him so quick to listen.

"I agree. That would be creative." He said. You nodded. "So, how we gonna do that?" He asked with no clue.

We sat there for a second while I thought and I said "Well, we can do stop motions on what it is, then we can do cartoon on how they work, lastly we can act out ways to prove the emotions." He leaned back and nodded.

"I actually like your idea for once. Do you have a camera?" I reached down and pulled out my professional Nikon camera my dad got for me one year.

"You don't know me do you?" I said with a smile. He laughed.

"Do you know how to even do stop motion?" He asked. I turned on my camera. I looked at him with a sarcastic face.

"Just because I'm not a straight A student in school, doesn't mean I'm stupid. There's just something about cameras that I can do anything with them." For the rest of the period we worked on the stop motion part. I kept taking the pictures of him for the stop motion.

"Let take some pictures of you holding the sighs for the stop motion." He said reaching for my camera. I pulled it back out of his reach.

"No. I'm gonna stay on this side of the camera." I said quickly and I was not changing my mind.

"We need to work out of school or we will never be able to make this good. You can come over to my house later and we can work." The bell rang and we cleaned up. With that we left going opposite ways.