Beginning of the End- The pack fanfiction ^-^

Chapter 17

"True love is knowing someone isn't perfect and loving them anyways."

-----Jerome's POV------

Preston said it would be ok if I started coming to school with them. At first I thought it would be good, but later in the day I realized it wasn't as good as I thought. According to Preston there was a new student, Preston didn't know his name. But I wish I did, almost all my classes he was there, every time I left my class he would pick on my in the hallway.

"I think he picks on everyone." Preston said.

"Yeah, he makes me mad too." Vikk says.

"What do you think Tym?" Rob asks."

"Hmm?"

"The new kid."

"Oh, sorry. I have been distracted all day."

"Well, what about the new kid?"

"I don't know haven't seen him a whole lot."

"Lachlan, why are you staring at her so much?" Dylan asks.

"I don't know." He says and looks back to Vikk.

"Since no one seems to know his name then I will find out and tell you at our house." Dylan says.

"Ok." Vikk says.

When the bell rang everyone went to their classes which ended up with them being in pairs in their class and I go to class without any of them. But I did notice someone in there... the new kid.

"Ayyy, Jerome." I rolled my eyes.

"What's wrong buddy?" He asks.

"Ahh, do you not want to talk to me?" He says and makes a frowny face.

"I'm trying to do something." I say and look back down at my paper.

"You understand this stuff?" He asks.

"Yeah, it's easy." I say.

"Great." He says and sits next to me.

"What do you need help with?" I ask.

"I need help with a lot of things actually."

"Let's start with math." I say.

"Ok." He shows me his paper which had some drawings on it.

"You're a good artist." I tell him.

"Thanks."

I show him how to do the math and we still had more time left in class.

"Can you help me with something else?"

"Like what?"

"Help me make some friends."

"Maybe, but my friends don't like you right now."

"Why?"

"You were kind of being mean to them earlier."

"Oh, I didn't realize I was being that mean."

"Well, I can see if they will start being friends with you."

"Thanks."

"What's your name again?"

"Mitchell, but call me Mitch."

"Alright see ya later."

The bell rang and we all went home.

"Guys, the new kid, Mitch, says he was trying to be friends with you. Not trying to be mean."