Just your regular high school day (The pack FF)

Chapter eleven: park time!

Mitchell's Pov:

You know, when you have detention for about a week straight with your new best friends. The time really dose go by fast. In the detention room, I sit down right next to Lachlan and we do something stupid. Like throwing papers at Vik and Rob when Mrs. Clark isn't looking or poke Jerome with pencils or crumpled each other with spit balls. Lachlan didn't know how to make spit balls, so most of the time I just felt him spit on me. I was surprised to find out that the school week was over with the amount of fun I was having, currently it's 8:32 am and I'm sitting by my desk writing a one page response about the book I was reading. Next was the math worksheet and another worksheet about dissection in science. I honestly wanted to throw the papers out of the windows, but I needed to pass my classes with flying colors or else my mother wouldn't be happy. This is the one thing I could prove her wrong that I wasn't a useless kid, but yet again. She's never satisfied. If I played a sport, she would tell me to focus on my work. If I didn't do sports, she'll complain that I don't do anything with kids my age and that I'm lazy. If I brought home B's, she'll want A's. If I brought home A's, then she'll expect them to stay that way. On top of that, I also have housework to do. Dust, sweep, clean, prepare dinner, etc.
Buzz
"What the?" I looked at my phone to see the group chat. I looked at the names in my contacts and I totally forgot who they were. Curse me and my stupidity. Note to self, add in their names. I made the corrections towards the names in parentheses. 'Fuzzy J' was Jerome, 'Tinny Vicky' was Vikram, 'Art Disaster' was Robert, 'Empire State Lachlan' for Lachlan, 'Sassy P' for Preston and.....'The Teens Who Ripped His Jeans'.....let's not get into witch nickname that one was...

None of ya' business

Fuzzy J:
who's up to go to la park?

Tinny Vicky:
ooooo!
Mee!!

Sassy P:
I'm free, who else

Empire State Lachlan:
sure, I'm down. What tome
*time
Stupid ding dong pick nack patty wack srum back autocorrect!!😤😤😤😤

Art Disaster:
Let me ask my mom first if I can go
WOOOOO!! She said yeah!!!

Fuzzy J:
Mitch, u their?
What about u?
Wanna come??

The Teen Who Ripped His Jeans:
can't homework
yeah I'm here

Sassy P:
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH
SUCKS TO BE YOUUUUU!!!!
NANANANANANANANAHAHAHAHAH

Art Disaster:
PRESTON! DONT BE LIKE THAT!!

The Teen Who Ripped His Jeans:
Istg preston.
Next time I see you, ima kick you in the butt.

Tinny Vicky:
but are you sure that u don't wanna go?? It'll be funnnnnn! Maybe we could grab some froyo??

The Teen Who Ripped His Jeans:
..........
Fine, I like froyo
let's get their at.....hmmm 3 pm?

Fuzzy J:
Sounds great!!

☆彡
Quickly, I rushed to finish the worksheets and get myself prepared for the afternoon filled with exciting events. Lucky the park we decided to head to was about two blocks away from where I live. So I could easily sprint across towards the playground and back. I shouted at my mother that I'll be gone and left before she could say 'no' and give me unnecessary task to make sure that I couldn't have any fun. I sprinted down the street as I heard her screaming my name. I finally arrived as I walked calmly threw the front gates. The sound of children and my deep breathing form being outa breath filled my ears as I spotted Rob sitting down on one of the public benches. His eyes glued to the screen as I slowly steadied my breath and tiptoe behind him. My plan was to scare the living daylights out of him, it's been our little game for the past couple of days. He scared me so bad in literacy that I almost got another other unnecessary and initial detention. This was my payback, my revenge, my-
"Oh hey, Mitch" Rob looked up into my hazel eyes. 'WHAT THE?' I screeched in my mind as questions filled my head as how in the world he'd had seen me. "Saw you when you came in, your breath may be quiet., but oh boy. Your feet are extremely loud, Why size are you? A seven, seven in a half?" He joked as he stared down at my obviously small feet. Seriously, the bottom half of my body looked so feminine. Ladies are jealous of my precious calf's and quaking thighs.(A/N: OH GOD IM SO SORRY, I HAD TO!) I punched his skimpy looking tree arms, hoping that the blush on my cheeks didn't give me away. Curse me and my pale skin. I then catapult over the bench and landed softly next to him. Soon everyone else came and before we could leave and walk around the park, I heard a voice that I dreaded. One that annoyed me so much and they were looking for something, or should I say someone...............

"Vik?"