Chapter two: trying
Jay's POV:
English finally ended, thank the good lord.
It's a suprise that I haven't snapped at the most annoying, idiotic Mark Kiefer Watson. This day starts quite well.
I went to my locker after English so I can get my maths things, but my books seems to have dissapeared or something, because I can't find them.
Maths. Such a painful subject. Like, excuse me, you have too many problems. And no, I don't care about where X and Y are, let them hide if they want to.
Still no maths books. Where the heck did I put my math stuff?! Seriously. I'm giving up. On math. On life.
After a few minuites of searching, I see Maya stumbling my way with... Two sets of math books? Don't tell me she got mine too...
Jay: what the..? Maya, how the heck do you have my maths things?!
Maya: sorry Jay. I put it away with of my own. I was suprised my homework was done... Now we know why. It was your book I was looking at.
Suddenly both of us just bursts out laughing. Then, the most annoying person in the whole school stands behind me.
-Oi, Mariano! -Kiefer suddenly shouts at me-
-Oi, Watson! -I shout back, matching his tone-
-Mariano, you got a pencil?- Kiefer asks
-Yes Watson, but not for you -I answer him
Kiefer: Tsss
Then, he walks away.
Maya: what in the world was that, Jay?
Jay: just Watson being stupid like he always is
The bell chimes in the hall, which means it's time to go to class. Oh please anyone listening, save me from maths. At least our math teacher is Mr. Alvin. He's pretty fair most of the time, to be honest.
We step into the classroom, and who do I see in the back? Mark Kiefer Watson. Yes. That Mark Kiefer Watson. The most infuriating , annoying man alive.
Jay and Maya: sorry for being late sir!
Mr. Alvin: no problem girls. Sit down
We sit beside each other in the middle row. Then, Mr. Alvin starts teaching.
I feel a eyes staring at the back of my head, and i glance back. Kiefer staring at me...
Maya: Kiefer is staring at you..
Jay: I'm aware. What do you think, why?
Maya: how would I know?
Mr. Alvin: girls! Stop whispering in class!
Jay and Maya: sorry sir
Mr. Alvin goes back to theaching and we go back to writing.. why do I feel wierd about Kiefer today?
The bell rings. Finally. Only two more classes before lunch.
Without a word, Kiefer stands up and walks towards me. Wait... what?
Kiefer: nice socks, Mariano
And then, Kiefer walks away
My socks? What? Oh my... I mismatched my socks in the morning! Secondhand embarrasment. Great.
Maya: girl, did you seriously let him call you out for socks?!
Jay: what even was that?
We leave the classroom and start walking to our next class, my face still burning with embarrasment.
Somehow, this day passes too.
At home, I showered, changed into clean clothes and jumped into bed. Finally.
This day was exhousting.
Chapter written by Andi