The Bad Boy, My Best Friend and Me (PAUSED)

Chapter Five

A/n: The picture above is Annasophia Robb who plays Jazz.

"So how did you think you did on the test?" Jodie asked as we walked down the corridor.

"I don't know," I shrugged my shoulders. "But I worked hard so hopefully I'll get a good grade."

Jodie nodded. "My brothers kept on bugging me all night while I was revising. If I get a D in my GSCE's it'll be because of them."

I laughed. "Your brothers aren't that bad."

"Yes they are. Just the other day that got paint all over my mum's new Persian rug. Mum went mad as hell and all they did was laugh and run upstairs."

"Oh god," I giggled. "Sounds rough."

"We have more tests coming up, I have no idea how I'm gonna concentrate at home." Jodie sighed.

"Why don't you come round mine, we can study together," I suggested.

"Aren't you studying with Jazz?" Jodie asked.

"No," I sighed heavily. "She's busy."

"Oh. Is something wrong between you too?"

"N-no." Jodie raised her eye brow. "Well at least I don't think so."

"Well even if there is you guys always sought things out."

I nodded in agreement before heading to gym. I hated gym; I wasn't fast and I couldn't catch a ball to save my life. I was always the last one to get picked for a team and it was so embarrassing when I'd fall over while either running or even stretching. I went into the changing room and wrinkled my nose in disgust. The changing room always smelt like body odour and sweat, especially in the boy's changing room. I hurried into the corner and slipped on my P.E kit. The kit was simple blue shorts and a white t-shirt. No logo; we were the only school in England to not have a logo or uniform for that matter. Nobody knew why we didn't have a uniform but rumours had it that someone was bribing someone on the council to make our school not have uniform. I didn't care really as long as they kept it going. I hated school uniform and so did everyone else.

The changing room was already getting crowded so I slipped out, considering I was already changed. Outside I could still hear the girls from the changing room shouting and singing. Rolling my eyes I made my way into the sports hall. It was eerily quiet and it made me feel uncomfortable. To make myself occupied I went to the equipment room to get a ball or something to entertain me. I opened the door and froze. Alec stood there leaning his head back with his eyes closed and Kiera was on her knees, her mouth right on his dick. Alec's eyes opened and he saw me. He gave a small scream that startled Keira causing her to fall back on her arse. As she did that, the shelf above her broke causing the footballs on that shelf to fall right on her head. Alec quickly zipped up his pants, his face blushing slightly. I looked from Alec to Keira and burst out laughing. Both of them look taken back and a little scared. My stomach started to hurt as I continued to laugh, tears sliding down my cheek. I clutched my side as I fell on my knees laughing.

"Retard," I heard a voice call out but I couldn't determine if it was Alec's or Keira's.

After I had finally stopped laughing I stood up, still giving an occasional giggle now and then. Keira was up on her feet, glaring at me.

"I didn't see what was so funny," she said.

"You obviously don't have a sense of humour," I giggled.

Alec snickered receiving a glare from Keira.

"Lighten up babe, it was pretty funny," Alec said touching Keira's shoulder.