I Don't Understand You (Jon Cozart Fanfic)

Partners

I don't think I can take one more second of this class. Normally I love music. But today is one of those days where I want to die in this lesson. We have to partner up for a performance...great. I mean, I am a nice person and everything, but I don't talk to anyone in my class. I guess I am just going to have to put up with whoever I am put with. Who knows, maybe I will get along with them.

"Miss London..." the teacher begins as he walks up to me. "You are partners with Mr Cozart" he says using his red pen to point in the direction of a rather thin, pale, guy who is sitting right at the back of the class. He couldn't have partnered me up with one of the hot guys could he? I pick up my black rucksack and slowly stroll over to this boy. As I approach him, he suddenly looks up from his Harry Potter book. "ummm, hi. We are partners. So...yeah" I say putting my stuff down and taking the seat next to his. "I'm Sage" I say trying to manage a smile.

"I'm Jon" he says sounding emotionless. I can tell that he clearly doesn't like me for some reason. "Okay class! You and your partner have to create a musical performance for the rest of us and it must be completed by this time in two weeks. You have untill the end of this lesson" and as he says those last few words the class goes crazy and starts talking. Well, everyone except for Me and Jon.

"So..." Jon starts. "What should we do?" He asks.

"Well, I'm not sure, but I heard you sing", he nods. "What type of stuff do you sing?" I ask.

"Ummm, Disney songs" he says scratching the back of his head.

"Gay!" I laugh. He just raises his eyebrows for a second and looks down. "Joking" I say slightly annoyed at the fact he took offence so easily to it. No one else takes offence to that so easily. "So. Do you sing?" he asks awkwardly.

"Yeah" I say. By now everyone else was starting songs, musical pieces, etc.

"What do you like to sing to?" He asks.

"Cher Lloyd, Adam Lambert-" He then cuts me off by saying

"Okay, I don't need to hear any more". We then sit at the desk in silence for a few seconds. "So, I guess we are going to be singing together" He says with a nervous sigh.

"Yeah" I say with the same tone.

The bell then goes and Jon packs up his stuff as quickly as possible. He then starts heading for the door. "Jon! Wait!" I call out after him. He then quickens his walk. "Jon!" I call out again as I get to the door of the class, but he is already speeding down the hall. I start running after him, with my bag swigging wildly from side to side, hitting people as I go. "Jon Cozart you little shit!" I yell. I then catch up to him. He is about to run out the door when I grab his backpack which is over both shoulders and slam him against the locker. He wheezes as the impact on the lockers takes his breath away a bit. I then place both my hands on his shoulders so he can't run away.  He is panting like he has just run a marathon, and been slammed into a row of lockers, and I am just panting slightly. "Why didn't you stop?" I ask annoyed at the fact he made me run down the hall just to talk to him.

"I have my reasons" He breaths. I brush my, now, slightly wavey hair out of my face.

"What I was going to say was, we need to practice together, so where do you keep your instruments and stuff and where shall we practice?"

"I keep them all at my house" he says.

"Okay we are practicing at your house tomorrow" I tell him.

"Okay! Okay!" he says knowing he doesn't really have an option because I will just find him in school.

"Great" I say with a sweet/sarcastic smile. I then let him go and walk away. Well, this project is going to go great...