The Non-Believer {In Unedited Form}

Chapter 2- Mr. Jerkwall

SECOND CHAPTER THAT I HAVE BEEN A LAZY PERSON TO TYPE AND HADS BEEN DONE FOR SOOO LLONNGGGG.

SORRY

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"I'll see you guys later." I say as I leave Layla and Kat by their lockers to go to class.

I plug in my earphones and head to my English class, when I run into a wall.

"If you wanted to hug me you could've just asked." The wall says.

Why do I have a feeling that this isnt actually a wall?

I look up to the person that has this extremely hard, muscular, probably six packed chest. I wonder if it is lick-able...WAIT WHAT? Why am I even-You know what? I don't even care.

"Whatever." I grumble and keep walking so I'm not late. I'm not in the mood for detention.

Who was that? I didn't take a close enough look at his, or recognize his voice.

I shake my head and slump into a chair in the back.

Doesn't really matter.

**BLAINE**

I watch as she walks away and smile.

It was that girl from before...in the hoodie. 

"BLAINE! COME ON!" Jake calls from behid me. "We need to get to the office!"

The girl disappears into the crowd and I run around, joining Jake.

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"I hope you enjoy school here." The principal says with a fake smile as we leave his office. 

Yeah, yeah, yeah. No normal or even abnormal child enjoys school.

I take a look at my schedule and see that I have English first. Which is good because I'm very good with literature and writing.

"See you later man." Jake says, arm slung over Ella's shoulders,"Elle and I have maths."

Molly, Emma, Gabriel, Rhianna, and Andrew apparent also don't have English with me either because they all eave and say goodbye too.

I guess I'm a lone wolf on this one.

No pun intended.

**BROOKE**

"So when you pick your sonnet highlight all of the lines you will be sa-" Mr. Boker is interrupted by the door opening.

"I'm sorry I am late. Im new." The boy who walks in says.

ITS THE WALL! I recognize his voice!

Mr. Bokor makes a motion with his hand as if to say take a seat.

The wall looks around for a seat and when he sees the seat next to me is open, he smirks, and sits down next to me.

You've got to be kidding me.

Mr. Bokor continues explaining what to do for the assignment and Mr. Wall just keeps smirking.

"So, still want to give me a hug?" He whispers to me.

I roll my eyes and start doodling things in the column of my paper, nodding my head discreetly to my music.

"Pst.." He whispers again.

I ignore him.

"Pst!"

Don't even acknowledge he's there.

"Goth girl!'

Oh no. he didn't! No one, not even my friends, can call me goth.

"Listen here jackass I am not goth, and I don't want to talk to you so zip it." I whisper back angrily.

BRRRRRIIINGGGGGG!!!

The bell rings and I begin to gather my stuff. Who does he think he is?

As I get up he goes,"Blaine, I'm Blaine Silverpaw."

I ignore him and leave the classroom.

He is a jerk.

In fact he is a jerk wall.

That's it! A jerk wall.

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ENJOY<3