lungs

part 41

i sit down in my spot in second period. jacob still isn't here which is unusual because he's always here. jacob never misses a day, and when he does it probably because he's sick. he likes coming to school, even though he gets picked on, but he still likes to come.

i slouch back in my chair and begin copying down the notes from the board.

"anyone seen mr. sartorius?" asked mrs. smith from the front of the room.

where is he?

10 minutes go by and he still isn't here. now i'm getting worried, he's probably sick, yeah sick. like cough cough ah choo sick.

sicko mode, jacobs sicko mode

soon the door barges open and my worries are gone. poof. "sorry i'm late mrs. smith. i was at the nurses office."

sick mode

jacob smiles and comes and sits down next to me in his seat. "where were you this morning?" i asked him.

he gets out his notebook and a pencil. "somewhere." he said with a smirk on his face.

"tell me." i whispered so mrs. smith won't hear us.

he looks at the board and begins to copy down the notes, and that's what i realized... "oh. my. god. jacob is that a hickey? you weren't even at the nurse were you?"

his eyes widened and he put his finger over his mouth." shut up!" he whispers, "don't tell."

i can't believe this. "with who?"

"someone you may or may not know." he says.

the only people i know at this school who i like actually "know" are lexi, charles, jeremy, zach, and of course joey. everyone else i'm probably just that new girl that's been here for a month.

"have i like had a conversation with them?" i asked him.

he shrugs, "i don't know, have you?"

i scoffed, "come on,jacob, tell me."

"i'll tell you eventually." he says.

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i'm sitting at the lunch table with jacob and joey. joey, of course, has his hand on my thigh under the table. he traces his thumb in circles around my thigh.

i look at jacobs neck and the hickey is clearly able to be seen. you wouldn't think it's a bruise, or a like rash, you know it's a hickey.

i, myself had never gotten a hickey. if i have it's probably from myself when i would lay on my arm when i was smaller. but a hickey from a boy, never once.

"who's the hickey from." joey asked jacob.

jacob smirks, "that classified info."

me and joey both sigh at the same time. i pop a carrot in my mouth and chew it, only eating lightly because im not that hungry. joey takes my lunch box and looks in it.

he takes out a bag of doritos. "you're not hungry?" he read my mind.

i shake my head, "yeah."

he nods and then he opens the bag and eats a chip.

joeys eyes go wide as he looks past me. he gasps and stands up. "yo hunter!" joey says.

i turn my head and see a boy walking our way. he has brown hair with green eyes. he's also kinda tall in a way.

"what's up bro." hunter says as he 'bro hugs' joey.

i sit there looking awkward with jacob. i look at jacob and mouth to him 'who's he'. "his best friend." jacob says.

i'm guessing hunter is joeys second best friend because his dad was his first. it must be hard growing up without your dad through your teenage years. heck, mine just left

joey sits down next to me with hunter besides him. "this is my best friend." joey says.

"yeah i just moved back to new york from wisconsin." he said.

i nod. hunter looks at jacob and smiles, "it's nice to see you again jacob." hunter says.

jacob softly smiles, "nice to see you again too."

i could tell jacob was uncomfortable with hunter around. just his body language gave me a weird vibe.

"and you are?" hunter asked, catching me off guard.

"oh im-"

"my girlfriend." joey blurts, while also taking my hand.

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sorry that this one is so boring.