Thinking Of You... (A Austin Mahone fan fiction)

Why Are People In High School Such Dicks?

Some people wonder why people commit murder? Commit crimes? Why can't world hunger end? Than there's the stuck up snobs who wonder why poor people have to be in society today?

Me on the other hand, well, wonder why people in high school, are such dicks?

Yap, that's the question I wonder everyday. Why are people in high school such dicks?

Maybe it's because they think thy have to, so they can be popular? Won't be treated the way they treat people? Or just want to be? I don't know, but maybe I will soon.

I walk down the abandoned hallway, well more like run. Luckily I'm Mr.Hutson's favorite student, and with that, comes the bathroom pass. Thank God!

I finally reach the bathroom and slam the door open. I hear a bang, but keep running. I run to the nearest stall. Thank God everyone was in class right now. I jump in the stall, lock the door, and, well lets just say, sweet relief.

I get out and wash my hands, I look at the time on my watch and it read, 2:51.

"Shit!" I whisper under my breath.

I run out of the bathroom and back to class, this time I didn't care who saw me running, I wasn't about to stay after class. By the time I got back, gave Mr.Hutson the bathroom pass, sat down, and got all my stuff together....

The bell rang.

I grab my things and walk out the class room. I walk to my locker before I go though. I get there and put in my code.

"25, 23, 16." I say to myself, and open my locker.

I look inside and grab my library books, and put in my history, math, and science book.  I shut my locker, and walk towards the double doors that lead away from the school. Finally, I'm almost out the door when...

"Sarah!" My principle, Mrs.Carter, calls from behind me.

"Great..." I whisper under my breath. I turn around and say, "Yes Mrs.Carter?"

"Meet me in my office, please."

I nod my head and walk towards her office,

I get in and shut the door, I walk slowly to the black cushiond chair in front of her desk, and sit down.  I look around and see all the pictures of the groups of students that have won awards over are three years of high school, most with me in them. Yes that's right, I'm a nerd. Or to other people, the goody-twoshoes nerd.  But, its worth it, cause I actually wanna get into a college.  I don't want to buy my way in either, I wanna earn it.  That's why I take every extracuricular class I can take.  That's including art, shop, calculus, math-letes, and so on.  But my favorites that I do by choice, you know just to do them, is photography and art. I have a lot of awards hung up in my room because if all the things I do.  And yes, I do like being a nerd.

But being a nerd, does have its down sides. Like, A) I get bullied by the populars. B) I get ignored by every one. C) I have two friends in the whole school. And D) I get called names.

But again, it's worth it.

Still admiring the pictures of my classmates and I, Mrs.Carter walks in. She sits down at her desk and folds her hands together, and sets them on her desk.

"Sarah, I have a huge favor to ask of you." She says. "But, before I ask you, I would like you to know something first."

I nod my head for her to continue.

"If you do agree to do what I am asking you, it will go on your record as a extracuricular, and as you know colleges look for that in applications to universitys." Now she had my attention.

"What is it that you need me to do?"  I ask.

"Can you tutor someone for me?" she ask.

That's it, tutor someone? 

"Ya, i'll tutor someone, no problem. that should be easy." I say.

"Great! I will let all his and your teachers know, and let him know by tomorrow."

I nod and stand to leave.  I walk to the doorway, and opean it. I walk out with Mrs.Carter following me from behind.  I walk out of the school, and watch Mrs.Carter get into her car. Before she could leave though, I stoped her. She rolled down her window and asked me what's wrong.

"Who will I be tutoring?" I ask.

She thinks for a moment, "Oh, Austin Mahone. " She says.

I was stunned.

I said a thank you and than she left.

I start to walk home, and think. I have to tutor Austin Mahone. You might be asking what's so bad about that, or who is Austin Mahone?  Well Austin Mahone is the bad boy of westfield high school.  He has been to jail more times than you can count.  He will have sex with any hot girl that walks by, and than never call them again. He will fight over anything and will fight anyone.

And, I hate his slimy, bad boy, player guts.

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Hi! I'm new to makeing stories on wattpad, so if you find any mistakes or have any ideas please comment. And I am also working on another book called 'The Cat'.  So have fun reading. Bye.