THREE !

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UN POCO LOCO !


"Three, two, one," keaton and i began to push on each other's arms. he bet me twenty dollars he would beat me at arm wrestling. it was a tough bet, he was a football and basketball player, plus he lifted five days a week.

"keaton, your arm came off the table again," an obnoxiously loud voice game from the far left of the table. "retry," he said. this was our fifth try.

"johnny, would you just shut up?" vee snapped, "it's their arm wrestle. not yours. just let them be. maybe if you actually had some friends, you would understand that arm wrestling is just for fun and not a competition." my eyes widened at vienna's sudden outburst, she normally wouldn't be so rude towards him. an eyeroll or a quiet 'shut up' was normal, but she wouldn't insult him.

"vee!" i scolded.

she turned her head towards me, her silky blonde hair flipping in the process, "don't act like you don't have anything to say to him either, gwen."

"vee, just stop," alex rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed that she was rude towards me.

i looked over at johnny, his face was pure red and it looked like he was about to cry. i'd never seen him like that before. honestly, i didn't think he had emotions until now. "don't listen to her, johnny," i leaned over to whisper in his ear, "she's on her period." that only made his face turn darker.

"oh," he managed.

"everything okay up there?" mr van amber hollered from the back of the room, eyeing our table down like a hawk.

"everything's fine," keaton morphed his hand into a thumbs up, holding it up high for the teacher to see. he nodded in response, going back to his emails or whatever he worked on.

"i can't stand being in this class for another minute, i'm out," vienna stood from her chair, wrapping her fuzzy jacket further around her. then, she walked out of teacher advisory like it was nobody's business. mr van amber gave us a confused look, before running out into the hallway to catch her.

"no teacher! party!" one of the kids yelled, getting blank stares in return. the whole class continued to work on their homework, except for our table.

we all just kind of looked at each other, lost. i had to say something to john, because i know alex and keaton wouldn't dare being seen talking to a weird kid. "you okay, johnny?" i asked, trying to sound as sincere as possible. i felt bad for him, i truly did. but i didn't want anything to throw him off and make him think i didn't care.

"i'm okay. now if you'll excuse me, i need to get to coach mosel's room to get my basketball jersey. practice starts today," he gathered his supplies, and walked up to mr van amber to ask permission. of course, not without dropping his binder first.

i looked from keaton to alex, "johnny orlando plays basketball? you guys never told me that."

alex shrugged in return, "you never asked."

"please alex, that phrase is so old."











KARLEIGH SPEAKS !
excuse the ugly ending but i have to go eat and if i don't upload now i probs won't later. also my heart shattered writing this :(

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