What We Are- Discontinued

Part 1: Chapter 2

Chapter 2 :

"please please please help me with my homework. My mom told me to go to bed and I didn't get a chance to finish." I say then set my bag down at the picnic table.

"what worksheets did you not do?" Amanda asks

"Science. Hayes was irritating me."

"Cute." She grins.

"ew."

"Why are you just so against him? He never even did anything to you. He's trying to make an effort to talk to you."

"He irritates me."

"Well you should be nice."

"But if I be nice, he'll just tease me more."

"I don't think he will. Just please be nice to him?"

"Okay, fine." I surrender

"So who do you think you're going to be partners with for 8th grade banquet?" Amanda asks.

"I don't know, but Mrs. Kim kept on pairing me up with Travis and it is so flucking irritating. He doesn't even know how to dance." I roll my eyes.

8th grade banquet is for all the 8th graders here at Mooresville middle. It's been a tradition ever since the school started. But the thing is, we have to do basic ballroom dancing and steps. Some people find this as a plus, because they have a chance of getting paired up with their crush. But I don't have a crush and this will not be a plus for me at all. And the worst part is, I have a feeling that I might get paired up with Travis and its required for you to participate for a good grade. So banquet, really isn't fun.

"well there are chances were you might get paired up with other people. And banquet isn't till another 3 months. We have plenty of time." She reassures.

"But that means school ends in 3 months."

"I know..." She says then looks down.

"I'll miss everyone at the middle school, because I heard a that a lot of people aren't going to mooresville high school."

"What?! I thought Mooresville high school was recommended the most from the superintendent."

"Yeah but others might go to different schools."

"Well that sucks. Please tell me you're coming to Mooresville high school." I frown a little.

"I am don't worry." She smiles and messes up my hair.

"Don't touch my precious hair." I exaggerate.

"Conceited much?" She teases.

Right after those words left her mouth, the bell rang and students rushed into the buildings. Other students still remain outside talking with other friends that I assume they have P.E. with. I turn my head towards the right and I see my desk partner, Mike in language arts.

Mike is really nice actually. He's kind of a good friend of mine, but not that good to know one of my secrets. He often gives me food right before school starts so I won't be starving to death by lunch. He also helps me with the classwork whenever I don't pay any attention. I never really realized how blue his eyes were until now.

Mike gave me a small smile while entering the building with his friends. Amanda and I are now walking up the stairs to our first class. Mine Is Language arts for today, and Amanda's first class is Mrs. Kim so she has to learn new ballroom steps for her today.

As I walk into the classroom, I see Mike directly across from the door ignoring my presence. He takes his back pack off and his jacket and I see the most toned arms for a 14 year old boy. Holy what the frack. That is not human.