My two lives

chapter three

After all the drama of the morning, I ran to my class because my first period teacher is Mr Tom and I'm not ready to listen to his infamous speech about punctuality, the school's combination is terrible,
Mr Tom + AP Maths = Failiure.

When I reached the class luckily for me,he hadn't gotten there, I sat On the first role because of how much I love the way the teachers stare into the depths of my soul, I hate school in general but I hate AP maths the most.

What Mr Tom doesn't know is that he is literally speaking Italian into my left ear and Spanish into my right ear, two beautiful languages but I don't understand neither, so I did something I 100% understood, I slep, yep, I literally slept in the front seat, well who cares.
Definitely not  me.

  The bell to the end of the period went off waking me up because, one, I'm a light sleeper and two, that bell is annoyingly loud, but I just shrug it off and start walking to the exit well that was before Mr Tom calls me and Ashton to his table, really the one person I never want to see.

"You, miss Ross were sleeping in class, in the front seat to be exact,  while you Mr Harland were on your phone, don't think I didn't see the stunts  you both pulled. I was about to apologize when Ashton beat me to it. " well yes and I apologize but it wasn't my fault, I couldn't understand  shut you were saying and I don't know her excuse.

I couldn't let Ashton ruin my dream of going to Harvard, in my sorry excuse of an high school your behavior to your teachers is part of your marks, so  I immediately started blabbing, "I'm so sorry sir", I said it up to fifty times and what scares me is that I'm not even exaggerating.

Mr Tom being the sadist that he is just wrote Ashton a slip of detention and wrote my name at the back of his red jotter, I actually couldn't care less but I was still bothered about Ashton getting a detention.

But by the time I looked at him he was on his phone smiling like nothing just happened, then Mr Tom gave Asher and I another slip which explains why we were probably late to the next class, cause a teacher held us up.

We just murmured "thank yous", before leaving the classroom, immediately we were out I turned to face Ashton and said, "why would you do that, you could have gotten into serious trouble " I asked,  "first, it was fun,  second, I thought nerds didn't talk much". He said like it was some unspoken rule.

I stared, I just stared at him probably because of my lack of words, my brain was blank at the moment and all I could do was stare into his eyes, those beautiful, no ugly eyes.

I finally found my words and was able to say, "well just because I'm a nerd doesn't mean I can't state my right and the only reason why I didn't stop you was because I knew it was rude to interrupt but I guess you don't deserve respect".

I didn't really care about the next class because of the slip Mr Tom gave us the teacher will never know the time Mr Tom released us so as long as we had the slip at hand we had nothing to worry about. I knew I was really loosing my touch of being a nerd.

I just simply walked to my class which was health, "oh my gosh, I couldn't care less about this subject" I said to myself.

As I entered the class every one's attention flickered to me, even I looked at me, you know if I wasn't me, then I realized they were actually staring behind me at Ashton, I just rolled my eyes, I'm extremely sure this is like the first time he is attending this class throughout the semester.

We both went to the teacher who was giving us a look of 'imma report you to the principal', and being the good children we are handed her the slips but Ashton being Ashton, gave her his detention slip instead.

"Laura, dear you can have your seat and Ashton I'm very sure I'm not going to detention for disrespecting a teacher"  was her reply after scrutinizing the two slips, Ashton just smiled while the class burst into laughter, I definitely didn't find it that funny.

Today's gonna be an amazing day, I thought while taking my seat next to a nice looking girl whose name I think is Tricia, I silently asked her for a pen and paper which she gave me cause I was to lazy to dig through my bag.

I spent my whole class thinking about how hard it was to fake a nerd when you have the tendency to murder someone every f*cking day, I had so many bottled up emotions, it was so much easier last year when no one actually noticed me.

I spent the rest of my class thinking and scribbling broken hearts and sorry excuses of emoji,  it's going to be a long day.

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Well this was a long chapter, for me at least I didn't really keep tabs on how long I was writing, I guess it was just really flowing in my head and I just wrote it not caring whether it was good or not. See ya 😘