Chapter five: Ripped jeans.....Ripped teen
(Create title is creative! I'm proud of myself!)
Pov change:
I've seamed to walk into my literacy class and head to the back, I spotted Jerome frowning. I would be too if I destroyed the cafeteria, slowly, i trudged myself over to him.
"Hey Mitchell" he greeted, Ive seamed to lift his spirits and he pull's out some stuff from his black backpack.
"Mitch, Jerome. Just Mitch" I hissed at him, if anyone found out that I got a girly name, I'll be an instant outcast. "How you doing?" I asked
"Ehhh.....could go better. How about you?" he shrugged his shoulders at the first bit
"Good for the most part" I answered back
"One of us needs to have a good day today" he chuckled as I stiffed a laugh. I was going to ask what went down in the office, but the teacher walked in and it as a signal to be quiet. He introduced that his name was Mr.Hendel and he hoped that we would have a great class year together. His voice was deep and raspy, I considered offering him water. He started to call out names for assigned seats.
"Mitch Huges?" I personally asked him not to say my name as Mitchell, smart move on my part. I raised my hand and start down in the back of the classroom, where he assigned me. "Jerome Aciet" woah, why he said his name like that? "I'm hoping that you'll be different the your older brother and more respectful" Jerome sat down next to me as Mr.Hendel kept on positioning them. After everyone was seated, he pointed towards some books as he sat down in his desk. He told us to turn to page seven and start working. At the end of class, we would hand in our book forms that we were mailed to us when we applied for this school.
Buzz buzz
My pants vibrated and I traced the outline my phone. Why did I keep it on my person, I should of put it in my locker. Jerome gave me an confused look, I slightly pulled out my phone outa my pocket.
Buzz buzz
Shhhhhhhhhhhh......Mr. Hendel looked up from his desk and scanned the room. I frantically looked for my off button, but I had a hard case around my phone and the buttons get jammed. Just my luck... I pull out my phone, or try to, it kept getting caught on my jeans.
Buzz buzz
I finally freed my phone and I placed it in the desk. From the desk, I looked at what was racking up my phone. It was my internet friends group chat, they live in England, where their school hour is three hours apart from ours. Quickly, text back "GOD STOP TEXTING ME! IM IN SCHOOL"
Buzz buzz
Buzz buzz
Buzz buzz
They text me apologizes and Mr. Hendel was already up, he pointed towards the back.
"The buzzing noise is coming from the back corner" he slowly raise from his desk and scanned everyone.
Buzz buzz
"Mitch, it seams that your desk is vibrating, care to explain? Hmm?" He judged my desk and was eyeing me down.
"That was my calculator?" I questioned, even I didn't sound to confident in myself.
"A...calculator?" He gave me a disapproval look "A....calculator....We're in literacy" he slowly said.
Buzz buzz
"If you don't mind, i think that I might like this calculator" his eyes were peering into my sole, he held out his hand. "Then you'll get it at the end of the school year, if you behave, maybe you'll get it back before hand" he explained to me. I squeezed my knuckles and scooted my chair backwards.
Buzz buzz
Everything was in slow motion, as I got up, I felt something grip onto my pants as well. My foot had gotten caught in the leg of one of the chairs and I tripped. My phone went flying as I sprawl across the floor, but not before I heard a dreadful sound.
Crrrrrrrrrrrrrriiiip
Buzz buzz
Oh. My. God. I quickly sat up and felt myself go red. Why did I have to wear my pink boxers today? Outa all the days.... why today?
"Mitch, come outside" Mr. Hendel instructed, I quickly rushed up and ran outside.
"Was that pink boxers?" One girl asked as I safely made it outside. I heard the class erupt into fits of giggles. Mr. Hendel hushes them and walked outside. He handed me my phone, I gave him a confused look in return.
"Look Mitchell, I'm going to give you two options, either you take your phone and serve detention or you don't get your phone back until the end of the year" He instructed, I'm not an idiot.
"I'll take the detention" I mumbled as I took my phone. He wrote something down on a blue slip and handed it to me. He began to head Back into the classroom before I caught his attention once more. "Ummmmm, what about my pants?"
"Uhhhhh" their was a long pause before he answered again. "Ok, head to the principals office. That's down the hall and take two lefts" he ordered as I quickly left. I walk down the halls, rushing past the classroom doors whenever and held onto my pants. I arrived at the nurse, she had mid waist brown hair and her green eyes were staining me down.
"I-" my voice sounded horse, I coughed and tried again "I ripped my pants during class, do you have another pair?" She nodded her head and pulled out sweats.
"Give them back to me tomorrow morning, washed" her voice sounded bored and lifeless. I nodded and accepted the sweats. I then walked toward the bathroom, it took me a while to find it. I walked towards one of the stalls and changed. I quickly left the stall and headed back to literacy. As I opened the door, the bell rung. The teens piled out as others laughed at me. Jerome hesitated to leave, but instead desired to wait. Mr. Hendel gave me a book called "to kill a mockingbird" and told me to read chapter one and write down any notes to discuss with your table tomorrow.
"You got your things together?" Jerome questioned as he slinging his backpack over his shoulder. I nodded my head and asked him what class he had next. "I think it was Double Period calculus I. How 'bout you?"
"Same thing, class 150. Lets get a move on" I quoted from 'toy story' as we rushed and slid past other teens to get to our class.
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