5/6C- my opinions, and their adventures

Chapter 2

A/N: People are telling me to do ships with other people, any ideas on who I can do?
Sorry I haven't been active, I'm not allowed on my tablet much.

Johann's P.O.V.

I don't want to turn my work in, I mean... it's crap.
A poem on drama, what the hell was I thinking??
I turn my head to Bailey, looking at the sun glisten off his light brown bangs. He's snuggled up compactly on his chair. "I'm trying to sleep Johann! Stalker..." He replies. I flinch and defend myself, "Why sleep in class time you idiot?" I think he saw me staring... Whatever, hopefully he won't take it that way. In the way I was doing it...

Amy's P.O.V.

Hmm, I look down at Veronica. I remember how close we once were. We knew everything about each other. "Corrinne, can I borrow a pen." I ask politely. She nods her head inattentively, handing me her pencil case. I honestly, miss Veronica. A lot.

"Soni is staring, don't look." Corrinne whispers. Is he? I was squealing inside, because I liked Sparsh from the start. It was a nice feeling to know that he might like me back, although nerve wracking too.

Every girl I know finds Sparsh a tiny bit cute. Except Corrinne. She states that she apparently only finds Bailey and Johann cute. Mentioning the fact that everyone found Sparsh cute, Veronica actually liked Sparsh too back then... I knew cause it was back then when we talked. Now that I think about it, it was part of our fallout.

Jun's P.O.V.

I saw Corrinne noticing that my boy was staring at them. I quickly nudge Sparsh, "Boyyyy, they saw you!" I warn him. "I know that, I was staring. I saw them." He furrowed his brows, being a smart ass. "Whatever, I was just tryna help but-" I cut myself off. There was no point it talking to him.

At least I got to fit in a stare session at Chelsey while Sparsh was distracted. She was so pretty, I couldn't look away. Except my boys would give me hell for liking her. None of my friends liked her, she's always so mean and has her walls up. I think that's cute though...

Whatever.
The point is no one can know.
I don't want to cause drama.
I just wanna play snitch, do fractions and mess about. That's what school is right?

Ifama's P.O.V.

I just want to get school over with, go to highschool and get that over with. Except everyone's that's going to my highschool are pricks. Why couldn't I have taken my best friend? Anha? I don't want to be not able to see her everyday for 6 years straight. That's not something I'm capable of...
I need my friends.

Thinking of Anha, I lean across my desk getting closer to her and ask "Anha, when are you gonna tell him?" I grit my teeth and mumble quietly enough for just her to hear across the room. "I don't know Ifama," She replies with a frown that tore me up inside. "I don't think I can tell him."

Bad news. Everywhere. These stupid punks everywhere. I'm done for. Ugh.