Rule #2: Sitting at the front is ALWAYS a huge mistake

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A/N okay i know i usually put authors notes at the end of the chapter but i realized that alot of you are skipping the prologue and just reading chapter 1. okay you dont necessarily need to read the prologue to get the book but it will be a little easier to understand if you read it. XOXO

Rule #2:

The front of the class is pretty much a nerd hide-out.

You can always tell who is who by where they sit in class.

The front- the nerds, the goody two shoes, and the AV geeks because they love answering questions and the more eye contact you make, the more chance the teacher will pick on you.

The back- The goths, the badboys, the rebels and anyone who isn't as smart or doesn't feel the need to participate or they don't want to get caught sleeping or texting and most teachers get that, and respect it. BUT you will always encounter that bitch teacher that purposely calls on the people in the back because they understand that everyone in the back is in lala land.

The middle is the best spot. Teachers hardly ever call anyone in the middle because they get you don't wanna sit in the front and be molested by all those physics jokes and "what did abraham lincoln say to jfk?" and its not too close from the back so you won't be deemed as a hooligan.

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The school week went by in a blur and the blur was great, Mason avoided me at all costs and I was glad for it. Guess he finally got the fact that I don't want to socialize with him, especially after what he's done.

But, one thing that definitely caught my eye, Mason has been accepted into the 'bad-boy clique'. I'm not surprised, though. I was betting on it. For as long as I can remember, he's always been mischievous and extremely over protective about me. Guess that's why most guys were afraid of him.

As I walked into my Algebra class, I noticed there were only 2 seats open. One at the front, next to Tommy Goldberg, the school's biggest loser, or Mason.

Both were lose-lose situations, but one was ultimate social suicide.

So I dreaded the time it took me to walk to the open seat next to Mason, plopping down and burying my face into Harry Potter and the philosophers stone.

Ah, Potter! Thank you for saving me in my time of need. I'm still surprised Mr.Alvero is asleep at his desk.

"Hey James" I turn to my left to see who called my name. It was Bruno, our schools quarterback.

"Hey Miller, what's up?" I question, considering he's never spoken to me in all our 3 years of high school.

Guess senior year really is a time to start talking to new people.

"The book your reading is actually one of the best books I've ever read" he said.

woah woah woah.

hold up.

The school quaterback reads??

You really do learn something new everyday.

For the next hour and a half, I can't believe me and Bruno MIller talked. And not only did we talk, we talked about books and debated on which book series is better; Harry Potter or Series of Unfortunate Events.

After the bell rang, Mr.Alvero woke up and said that he'll see us tomorrow and went back asleep.

"Hey James?" said Bruno slowly, "What's your number? I don't think we are done this talk."

I smilied as I wrote down my number on a piece of paper and gave it to him.

He waved and we parted directions.

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As lunch came around, me and Gabby decided to go eat lunch in the art room.

Since art is the only class me and Gabby have together and it's our 3rd period class, we usually go eat lunch there and just have girl talk, finish our paintngs and hang out with our favourite teacher, Ms. Hall.

She's this petite, young teacher (22 to be exact) and she's really nice too talk to because she is close to our age and she gives great advice on boys.

"Hey Brooke, Gabby. what's going on with you two? I haven't really seen you in a while." says Ms.H when we walk through the door.

and that's when Gabby speaks up, "REMEMBER MASON JOHNSON THAT BROOKE RANTED ABOUT IN FRESHMAN YEAR? WELL HE'S BACK AND SHE'S BEEN DOING HER BEST TO AVOID HIM EVEN THOUGH SHE KNOWS SHE HAS TO GO TALK TO HIM! MS. H TELL HER SHE HAS TOOOOOOOO"

Ms.H broke out laughing and then it hit her.

"Mason Johnson...? As in the Mason Johnson that in grade 8 did.....you know?" said Ms.H stunned, "After what he did, I'm surprised he's showing his face in Steamboat Spring. Hell, if I were him i would have moved to Canada!"

This, ladies and gents, is why Ms.H is my favourite teacher.

The door creaked open and there was standing Bruno.

"Hey James, long time to see"

"Miller, are you following me?", I asked jokingly.

"Well..err not exactly. Well i was looking for you during lunch and I couldn't find you so I asked Aaron where you were and he said you and Gabriella went to the art room so I came here and... actually can we go into the hall?" said Bruno, completely out of breathe.

I nodded and followed, completely unaware of what is going on.

Once we were in the hall, Bruno continued, "So.. umm Brooke? I was wondering if you would like to go on date with me tonight.."

HIGHSCHOOL QUARTERBACK THATS HOT AND LICKABLE AND READS AND SUPPOSED TO BE DATING BRITTANY EVANS SAY WHAT?!?!

After my moment of silence, Bruno added, "I was thinking that we could go to the bookstore café, you know the book store that serves coffee and little pastries, I thought it would be nice clnsideirng we both like to read..."

I smiled. That's the cutest thing a guy has ever done for me, so naturally is said, "I would love to"

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"YOU HAVE A DATE WITH BRUO MILLER AND YOU'VE DECIDED TO ONY TELL ME NOW!? WHAT THE HELL BROOKE?! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!" yelled Gabby in the courtyard, everyone's gaze looking at me, girls glaring and whispering and guys checking me out, but the only person I noticed was Mason, he looked hurt even though what he did to me was much, much worse.

This frusterated me.

"WOW okay so now that I have a date with Bruno MIller, that's when you guys decide to notice I exist! Jesus Christ what is wrong with you people!?" I yelled, and stomped away,

There are more assholes in my school than butt cheeks.

A/N well hello fellow semi humans, literally i was in the biggest writers block ever so i just decided someone should ask someone out so ya thats what happened. Im sorry if this chapter sucks, im just a little out of it bc my crush likes to be an ass sometimes so im just like oh okay but okay thank you guys so much for readin HS4D and i love all of you guys so thank you :)

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