School [Cameron Dallas] (student/teacher)

Chapter 4- An Understanding

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP

I jolted awake realizing that it was Monday. Probably a very depressing day for me. While washing my face I couldn't help but think about what happened with Coach Dallas. My stomach fluttered at the thought of him getting close to kissing me. I wanted it to happen so bad and well that scared the crap out of me. Gosh this day is going to give me a hell a lot of stress.

Walking downstairs I found my dad in the kitchen preparing breakfast for me. "Wow dad, not at work. Hmm this is a shocker."

He gave me a goofy grin, "Hey kiddo, I am not at work all the time. I am taking the day off to show mom the highlights of the city. Seriously can't believe you haven't been touristy yet. Very unlike you." He said while handing me a plate of eggs and toast.

"Well you know, we did just move here," I said while rolling my eyes. "But I was thinking about going out today." I looked at the clock and dramatically sighed. Time to start the day. Yippee!
"Ugh gotta go dad, love you and mom." I yelled while running to my car.

School****

"Today will be the first official day of gym class. We will be doing weights."

The whole class groaned. I for one was way too sore to be doing any weights. I turned to my new friend Lacy and her group. "Can't we just ditch?"

They all laughed. "God Jack, it's not that bad." Lacy said.

"You don't know me Lace, I hate gym. Worst class ever!" I pointed a gun to my head jokingly.

All of a sudden I felt a slap on my butt and heard someone call out. "Nice ass Jack!" I turned around and saw a shaggy blond hair boy. He smirked at me, "The name is Jordan."

"Oh nice to meet you." I looked him over once. Average built and very good looks. We shook hands and he walked off. I looked to Lacy confused.

Lace just giggled to herself, "You will meet him at lunch."

"Whatever." I said sticking my tongue out at her.

"CLASS." Our gym teacher, Mrs. Shinley, told us to head over to the weight room and start off with 10 lbs weight.

30 minutes later I was in the locker room changing into my lazy outfit. Converse, sweatpants, and an old Jimmy Buffett concert tshirt. Walking out by myself I headed out to History.

Arriving to class on time I took a look around about half of the class was gone. I headed to my seat and saw that it was taken. It was the Jordan guy from gym. "Excuse me Jordan this is my seat."

"I know Jack, I'm just messing with you. My seat is now right next to yours though." He smiled.

I laughed, "And how did you accomplish that?"

"I got my ways Jack. Now tell me a little about your gorgeous self."

"Not right now goof, class is about to start." I said whole looking up front to see Mr. Laurent about to start his lesson.

"Guys lets just jump right in today is going to be a very long day." Mr. Laurent said in a monotone voice.

I looked to my left at Jordan, "told ya."

BEEP.........BEEP

Ah shit, who is texting me now? I pulled my phone out from my bag. It was a blocked number. Great now in having random people text my new number. I saw that I had two text messages.

Blocked #: Jack come to the hallway, I need to see you.

Blocked #: Please?

Groaning I lifted my hand up to get Mr. Laurent's attention.