The Slam

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With my class, he had a slam teacher who came into our class.

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Thomas POV

I wake up with someone on my bed. It's James. I try to take him in my arms. James is gone.

It was only illusions.

Tears run down my face. He is not there...

He's not here anymore.

I can not anymore...

I can't hate him anymore.

Maybe it's my fault. I have not been good enough for him to love me.

No...

He said he never liked me ...

I look at the ceiling.

I wipe my tears. I get up hard from bed.

I look at the dining room.

I see James smiling.

"Hi Poppet Tommy!" James says smiling at me.

I grimace, I'm going to the living room.

"Tommy, you have to eat," James says. I stop.

I look behind me.

Nobody.

I decide to make a breakfast. I take my bread, but I do not want to eat it.

"Poppet Tommy, eat," James says.

I sigh and eat.

After I finish eating I decide to do something that I will surely regret.

I take my phone.

Maybe I will have to talk to him...

My ideas were quickly rejected.

He blocked me.

* Time skip *

I go to school.

I see James and Aaron laughing together.

I sigh.

The bell rings.

I go to class.

I sit at my table.

"Today there is a slam teacher coming, I ask you to be attentive," Says Professor Washington.

The teacher gets slam back into the classroom.

I pay little attention to him. He explains what slam is how we do it.

There is slam where you have to play with words. Whoever wants to get a message across.

Ex: sad, happy, politics ...

Or one who is humorous, I think...I was not paying attention.

"We have 30 minutes left. I ask you for half an hour to make me a slam. " Says the prof.

Almost everyone is stunned.

"I see that you are not too much for this idea, but if it is because you are afraid of going in front of everyone do not worry, it is your teacher who reads them for you." He says.

Mr. Washington distributes us sheets.
I'm looking at my sheet

"You can talk about yourself, or a person," the professor says.

"And I give you no theme," He says finally.

I look behind me to see that James is writing, but his expression has changed; it's empty.

"You."

I jump.

"What are you doing? Did you start your text? "Asks the slam teacher. I shake my head.

"N...no. I do not have any ideas, "I say. He smiles at me.

"I said you can talk about someone, but if you want, you can do it on an object. For example:

I have a blazer

After

See my mutter

You see? "Asks the teacher. I nod. He gives me one last smile before leaving.

My text is so bad that I do not want to look at it. Chance it's the teacher who will read our texts.

"Sir, we have to put our name?" Asks James.

"No, not really," Says Mr. Washington.

James nods and gives him his text. Its leaf is white and a small tear above. I keep this information useless.

The teacher comes to me, I give him my text.

When the teacher has finished taking the sheets, he puts himself in front of us to read slams.

I don't really pay attention to the texts of others.

" A pull-over

Better

Than

A sweater" Says the professor.

People are laughing.

Shit. This is my text. He is too bad.

The teacher takes the last sheet.

"You are my Love.

We will love each other

forever

Words that you have wasted,

before rejecting me

My heart is broken

By the lies you gave me

I'm going away with my shagreen." Says the professor.

"It's too sad!" Peggy says.

"I'm going to cry," Says Eliza.

I noticed that the leaf with a tear at the .....

No....

It's the....

Text of James.

I'm thinking.

For him, it's me who abandoned him...He can not tell me that...He never....never love me...It's even him who said it !

"Thank you, I enjoyed being able to talk with you bye," Says the professor.

Everyone says goodbye to him.

"Well now, we're going to do the maths," the professor says. Lafayette rattles.

* Time skip *

During recess, I do not see James, I wanted to ask Aaron, but I quickly subscribed the idea.

James POV

I stay in the toilet, I do not want anyone to see me, I just want to calanise my emotions.

* Times skip * * After school*

Thomas POV

I wanted to talk with James, but ... does he feel bad? Maybe .... I do not know. I'm lost.

I went home still confused.

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