Life Through Rose-Colored Glasses(Slowly Editing)

CHAPTER 17 |STEP INTO THE NO-MAN'S LAND|

"We are all a little weird and life's a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love." -Dr. Seuss

I dedicate this chapter to one of my bff Anna(ANnaLCPL14) <3 I love you so, so much ^.^ Thank you for making me laugh yesterday when I didn't even want to smile :D Oh and thank you for the ship name Scapril (Scott and April) ;)

Here's a picture of April *.* You've got to admit she's really pretty :D

The song is Sing by the amazing and awesome Ed Sheeran <3 His voice sounds like an angel *.*

Read, enjoy, vote and comment ;) I love you all guys <3

Sorry for any mistakes :p

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April

Well, that's not how I planned this holidays to be.

It's not called holidays if you've got to go for additional classes at school.

Shitty shit!

"When you finished with this sheet of paper, lemme know. I'll gave you another one," Scott sighed, while he leaned against the table.

"Seriously?" I groaned. "There's another sheet to complete? Ughh!"

Tomorrow, school was starting back. And Mrs. Dhunnoo insisted on the fact that we came to school for the additional classes thrice a week during the holidays.

So even if today was the eve of the first day of school, we've got to come for the additional classes.

Ughh!

What's up with this teacher? 

"You know what? I've got an idea," Scott said, closing the textbook in his hands.

"Oh, you and your ideas," I rolled my eyes.

I've been passing those two weeks of holidays in his company. And I seriously know enough about his "supposedly" ideas. Whenever he talked about ideas, it either means a stupid and shitty game, or trying to break a school rules.

Yeah, he's trying to embark me in his shitty adventures. Last time he took me at the back of school to spray painting on the walls. I got to admit that the dude did a pretty good job.

But, I just stayed there, watching him do all the job. No way I was helping him. I don't want to get suspended. Mom's gonna kill me otherwise.

Seriously, I don't know what goes on in his mind. He's so unpredictable.

"Are you up for some juicy delinquency?" he smirked.

"Please Scott," I shook my head. "You're supposed to help me in my studies, not to help me grew a police record." 

He rolled his eyes. "Oh why do you have to be such a party pooper sometime?"

"I'm not a party pooper, I'm just saying that all this will get us into troubles afterwards," I shrugged.

"I can feel my personality turning into a dull shade of grey whenever you say something," he sighed.

I rolled my eyes at him, while he opened the textbook again, flipping at the pages. After some flipping, he closed the book and put it on the table. He headed to the door and opened it.

"Hey, where are you going? We're not done yet with the work," I told him.

"If you don't want to join me, fine. I'll have some fun alone," he winked at me and got out.