When I went to my first lesson, History (Geez, what a GREAT way to start the morning, learning about some old people that have been dead for a gazillion years that have no importance to me WHATSOEVER) and stood behind a chair right at the back. Penny ran after me and stood behind the one next to me. The tables were in fours, facing eachother, and Lucas sat opposite us.
From the corner of my eye I saw James. He was walking towards our table, a stupid smirk on his face. Oh gosh, no. No no no. He got so close to the table, slid his finger across it and stood at the chair next to Lucas. I nearly died.
The lesson begun and we all sat down. The teacher, Miss George, told us about some old fat guy in the Elizabethan period but all I could see was her mouth flabbing up and down and "bla bla bla bla bla bla bla, blabblaaaaaaa bla." coming out of her mouth. Then she had set us a task and the whole class was talking among themselves.
"So James, why are you sitting at this particular table then?" Penny asked in this voice that was a slight bit demanding.
James raised his eyebrows. "Oh nothing. Figured I needed a change." He said change as if it was a sour lemon that had been forced into his lips. I didn't know if he was trying to get at me not so I just opened my book, wrote the date and wrote some rubbish about the Elizabethan time. I didn't think that's what miss had asked, but oh well. That was what she was getting.
Lucas looked at my book. "Aubrey, you're not meant to write about that."
I glared at him. "Wait, aren't you that kid who told me you were two years older than me?" I suddenly remembered. "Lucas. Yeah, I remember you. So you lied to me!"
"Gee, the nerd lied. How naughty of him!" James muttered sarcastically.
"Oh shush, James. I've known Lucas since primary. He might be clever but he's not a nerd." Penny exclaimed.
James pen slid out of his hand. "Yeah yeah. All I know is he's an ugly, quiet little clever clogs. As I said, nerd."
"Shut up! Coming from you, that's rich. You're more ugly than a slug. but you're not quiet or clever clogs - No, you're a freaking loud retard!" I shouted at him. "Oh and by the way, I think Lucas is quite hot, so obviously your theory of a 'nerd' is wrong, kissy boy."
Lucas blushed and pushed his glasses up, then wrote gibber gabber in his book.
James sat there with his mouth wide open.
Penny was secretly giggling in the background.
I love making the moment awkward. It's so funny.
From the corner of my eye I saw James. He was walking towards our table, a stupid smirk on his face. Oh gosh, no. No no no. He got so close to the table, slid his finger across it and stood at the chair next to Lucas. I nearly died.
The lesson begun and we all sat down. The teacher, Miss George, told us about some old fat guy in the Elizabethan period but all I could see was her mouth flabbing up and down and "bla bla bla bla bla bla bla, blabblaaaaaaa bla." coming out of her mouth. Then she had set us a task and the whole class was talking among themselves.
"So James, why are you sitting at this particular table then?" Penny asked in this voice that was a slight bit demanding.
James raised his eyebrows. "Oh nothing. Figured I needed a change." He said change as if it was a sour lemon that had been forced into his lips. I didn't know if he was trying to get at me not so I just opened my book, wrote the date and wrote some rubbish about the Elizabethan time. I didn't think that's what miss had asked, but oh well. That was what she was getting.
Lucas looked at my book. "Aubrey, you're not meant to write about that."
I glared at him. "Wait, aren't you that kid who told me you were two years older than me?" I suddenly remembered. "Lucas. Yeah, I remember you. So you lied to me!"
"Gee, the nerd lied. How naughty of him!" James muttered sarcastically.
"Oh shush, James. I've known Lucas since primary. He might be clever but he's not a nerd." Penny exclaimed.
James pen slid out of his hand. "Yeah yeah. All I know is he's an ugly, quiet little clever clogs. As I said, nerd."
"Shut up! Coming from you, that's rich. You're more ugly than a slug. but you're not quiet or clever clogs - No, you're a freaking loud retard!" I shouted at him. "Oh and by the way, I think Lucas is quite hot, so obviously your theory of a 'nerd' is wrong, kissy boy."
Lucas blushed and pushed his glasses up, then wrote gibber gabber in his book.
James sat there with his mouth wide open.
Penny was secretly giggling in the background.
I love making the moment awkward. It's so funny.