(A/N: If there's not a label of who's POV it is, it's Carmen's. I just put one for this chapter so that the title being "Sam" wouldn't throw anyone off:))
Carmen's POV-Tuesday, 1st period.
Well, there's not much to update. People are still douchebags.
"Okay class, today is your first group project." Ms. R, said cheerfully.
That got a groan from the whole class.
Ms. R obviously isn't her real name. Her real name is, get this... Ms. Rattataki! It sounds like something out of Star Wars or something! Most people call her Ms. R because, it's easier. I call her that 'cause, I can't say her real name with a straight face.
"I'm glad to hear you're all excited about it," She chirped, completely ignoring all the sounds of sorrow and despair. I don't think I'm being over dramatic when I say that.
"Alright, so Ethan, you're with Sam. Andrew, you're with Carter. Jackson-"
"Jax." He corrected her.
"Jax." She said through slightly gritted teeth. "You're with Carmen."
My head shot up from the book I was reading. "What?"
Jax? As in, the guy who's car I played a part in wrecking?
"You're with Jax," She repeated.
My jaw dropped so far down, it nearly broke off. I turned to look at him, expecting him to be as unhappy about this as I was, but he was. . .smiling.
He's smiling.
Why is he smiling?!. . . I'm scared.
He turned to me with an evil grin.
Holy guacamole with a side of cheese and crackers. Why me?
Ring.
"Oh shoot, looks like I lost track of time. I will assign the rest of you with partners tomorrow. You will be starting your group projects then too," Ms. R announced to the class.
Everyone piled into the small doorway making it nearly impossible to get out. That's why I just stayed back and took my time packing all my junk.
Jax decided to do the same.
When the doorway was clear, he stalked over, gave me another creepy grin, and left.
Well that was. . . Something.
"Oh, look what we have here. The little freak show's trying to avoid us," I heard someone say.
I turned around. "Hey you-"
Oh, they're not talking to me. They're talking to Sam. . .
That's still not okay!
"Hey you. . ." Shoot, that's all I got.
The douches turned and glared at me, then went back to talking with Sam. Well, more like at Sam. It was a pretty one sided conversation.
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Perfectly Imperfect
Teen Fiction**ON HOLD** Best friendship, weirdness, love, trouble making, players, new kids, school. Carmen, Joey, and Sam are new comers to their school while Corey has been in the district for a while. They all become best friends immediately and live happil...
