Things Change (boyxboy) (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 11

                  Reuben POV~

Present time, 9:00 (a.m.). On a Friday, and what activity I’m I doing? Well, I’m sitting in my seat in my first period class. Mood: bored and tired.

Dylan is trying to get my attention, while Carson is glaring at him and wishing for his death, well, this is going to be an interesting day.

I have six months until I’m done with grade eleven. The time is going by fast, but I still want it to move forward more. The faster time flies, the faster I can get away from Carson’s drama. But I still have this feeling that he won’t ever leave me alone.

The way Carson has been acting lately is getting strange and irritating. It’s not like I watch him, when he’s not watching me. Well, to tell the truth I do, only because if I don’t, I won’t be able to make a plan or something. So I can, prevent getting closer to him.

~Ring! ~ End of first period ring,

“Rubs! RUBS!” Lizzie hollers and shouts, making everyone think she’s a mad woman.

I slow down so she can catch up to me. I’m just going to my second period anyways.

“Hey! Are you going to the basketball game?” she questions with a thrill.

“Do I ever Lizzie?” I answer with a question.

“Well mister, you’re going. I think it’s a great opportunity to make friends and we’ll have time to hang out!” she proclaimed.

“You know Lizzie even if I go to the stupid basketball game. I won’t make any friends.” I countered.

“Oh Rubs, you’re just making excuses, but I have a feeling you’ll be going anyways, somehow.” She stated certainly.

“Hey, what’s that supposed to me?” I ask in surprise and worry.

She was already gone, so I just gave up and entered in my second period class were Lizzie is also.

I sat next to Dylan and greeted him. He looked at me and smiled, but his eyes had a faraway look. It’s like he was in a different place. Hmm… strange.

10 minutes already gone by, but there was an announcement that surprised everyone. But that surprisement quickly went away.

The announcement in the speaker was simply,

“Reuben King please visit the school president's office, thank you.” It was a woman’s voice.

Well, that was random. I look at Lizzie and Dylan, they both have puzzled expressions on their face.

I shrug, I bet that it’s not that big of a deal anyways. So, I walked slowly, took my time, when I finally got there I open the door and instantly I see Carson sitting in a big comfortable black leather chair.