Separation and Hurt Feelings - Chapter 10

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Carnell's POV

Sitting like always. At the back, bored. Wondering how anything we get taught in class will ever be useful in our lives. History, the worst lesson of today. How can someone find history interesting? I sure didn't. The boys was mucking about at the back throwing paper about the class, making out with girls, blasting out music. Me, just sat here in my seat waiting for this lesson to be over.

As I was looking outside the window watching people play netball. I still could not get how good Faith looked in her cheer leading outfit. Now accepting what had happened. I realised I wasn't really in love with her, just amazed at how she looked. She had me and many others speechless. I went on to remember what Ella was wearing. And I had to admit, I was seriously not paying attention to her cause she did look beautiful. better than she had before. Or maybe I wasn't paying attention to her in the days as well. Whatever it was, they had really changed my mind about what I thought about them.

I guess they weren't so bad after, just never gave them a chance. But nothing about them too will ever make me change my mind about how I feel about Dey. Oh how she really did get on my nerves. I was glad she wasn't in any of my lessons that I had so far. And if that continued on until the end of this week. Then, I won't hate my lessons and school as much.

I shrugged the thought of Dey out of my mind and tried to concentrate on something else. I yawned as the lesson dragged with the teacher at the front of the class talking and pointing at the board. The whole class was just continuing with what they were doing. completely forgetting and ignoring the teacher. To be only disturbed when the teacher asked them a question. The teacher still not realising no one was actually doing any work or paying attention just carried on. Stupid teachers these days. Why bother?

As I was trying to drift to sleep, I felt a slight nudge from behind me. I turned around to find it was Sandra. One of the cheerleaders who didn't show up since it was the only day where it was just going to be the new recruits. She was smiling at me, seductively which was not working. Oh why me! Today she was wearing dark skinny jeans with hearts where her butt cheeks were. A white vest top with a sleeveless blue denim gold studded jacket on. White and dark blue sneakers on. At least she was dressing up decently today. Unlike all the other outfits I have heard she'd worn.

I looked at her uninterested, waiting for her to say why she had disturbed me. She finally got the message and coughed slightly before speaking.

"So carnell." She said. "Are you doing anything this Saturday? She asked, grinning.

"No, not that I know of." I simply said, not trying to hide the fact I was not in the mood.

"Um mm well. I was wondering. She said to me, softly. "If you would want to come to this party, that some of the girls and I had planned. You can bring your brothers too if you'd like. She said, curiously. While she played with her pen.

I looked at her pen then back at her face, which she was trying to hold back how worried she was. "Yeah sure, might as well. I'll ask them if they want to come." I replied, pleasing her as a smile formed on her face.

"Oh that's great." She said, relieved with my answer. I slightly smiled as she brightened up my mood a bit. She went into her bag and brought out a piece of paper, I raised my eyebrow wondering what is was.

"Well, here are the details about the party," She said cheerfully, handing me the paper. I nodded my head understandingly and took the paper from her hand.

"Umm, if you got any problems with anything. Just ring the number at the bottom." She said, nodding.

"Yeah, sure." I said, giving her a quick smile before putting the paper in my pocket.

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