Hello Pickles, (I dont know where I got that from). Please Vote and Comment please, ^_^ Here is chapter 3..
Ivy POV
I stopped right in front of Mrs Crackles room. I took a deep breath before walking in.
One foot after the other, One foot after the other ,One foot after the oth--
"Miss Jones is there a problem that you walking like a penguin in my class?" Says Mrs Crackhead I mean Mrs Crackles. The whole class snickered. I peaked around to see if Carson was here. Nope he wasn't as usual. Him and his gang are probably tagging or stealing an old granny's wheel chair, poor lady. Lucky me though.
"No n-nothing," I stuttered stupidly, then looked down at my shoes and walked to my desk which was the 2nd to last row.
She continued talking about stuff that I really didn't care about. Thank the Goddesses Carson is not here.
Mrs Crackle is a very what's the word? Crazy, yup that's it. I remember last year, some boy lost his homework and for his punishment he had to clean boys toilets with a toothbrush, a freaking tooth brush. Like is she on crack? Haaha get it crack? Crackle? No? Okay.
"Okay class so we're doing a project and it will be done in pairs." Everyone groaned so did I.
"Derek I know your texting so please put it away," scowls Mrs Crackle at the blonde headed guy. He has grey eyes.
"I'm not texting ma'am," he smiles while flipping his hair.
"Really? Because there can be no reason to why you're smiling at your crotch then, is it?" She says with a deadly smile. Everyone bursts out laughing as for Derek his cheeks were on fire.
"Anyway, we're doing a profile project which requires you to find out what you know about you partner's. Do I make myself clear? Oh it's due in 6 months. I want every single detail." She says.
Thats a bit creepy don't you think? " I want every single detail," I mimic her voice in my head.
"I will be choosing your partners," She said
"Brad and Piper,"
Their alright though.
"Melanie and Seth,"
Eww the creepy couple, thank god they're partners.
"Freya and Justin"
Gross they're probably not gonna do work just bang eachother.
"Ivy an-" she got cut off by the door opening. I tilted my head up only to see Carson standing there looking as fine as ever. He straightened his leather jacket and I saw he changed his white to a black v-neck. All the girls immediately fix their shirts and skirts, twirling their hair dramatically, pshh Barbies.
"Mr Chadwick would you like to explain why your 25 minutes late?" She growls as she crosses her arms.
"Mrs C, I'd rather not," he smirks. The whole class snickered at his attitude, the girls are pretty much eye raping him.
"Detention after school," Her face fuming at his behavior. He just nods unaffected at her growl.
He looks for a seat and scans around for an empty seat.His eyes drift land on mine and smirks then proceeds to walk to me. Please dont sit here, dont, please God.
I hear the scraping of a chair next to me. He sits down and puts his feet on the desks looking like a boss.
"Hey Pumpkin," he saying in his deep voice. Mmm he sounds so hot. Stop he is not Hot.
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Raspberries #DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE
Novela Juvenil"I never thought she would be a Raspberry lover," He says to himself as he strokes my cheek. I then frown, "What do you mean? What's wrong with Raspberries?" I say totally offended. I mean who on Jupiter doesn't like raspberries? "Nothing amare,"...
