Happy new year folks!
A longer chapter as a new year's gift! ;)
Enjoy!
23- SEEN GHOSTS ONLY DISAPPEAR!
"All three projects must be submitted exactly a week after the school's anniversary!" Miss Clara Clark announced immediately the bell went off, signalling the end of English period. A flash suddenly emanated from the back of her phone.
"Ha! Now I shall not be deceived if you guys decide to swap project partners!" She literally took a picture of the whole class! With those words, she sauntered out of the class. Behind me, I heard Drew's seat partner, Bethany mutter:
"I really miss Mrs West." I'm guessing that was the previous English teacher. I glanced at Brandon, my ever silent seat partner. This guy has never said a word to me! But whenever I asked him a question, he was kind enough to grunt in reply!
I opened my mouth to talk to him about our project but before I could utter a word, the guy stood up and strode out of the class. Huh? Surely he wasn't planning on making me do this project alone? I can't fail!
So I hurried after Brandon...
...Then I hurried away from Brandon.
I had just sighted Mrs Murphy heading towards our history class! Detention? No please!
Thankfully, I managed to outrun Mrs Murphy, shouting a greeting over my shoulders, before successfully making my way into the classroom.
I scanned the whole classroom and all the seats were occupied except the ones which Caleb and a 'plus one' usually sat.
But Caleb wasn't in class, surprisingly. I know rumours have it that Caleb wasn't excellent academically, but he did attend classes regularly. Shrugging, I took my seat at the back of the class.
***
"You're going to do great Sam, I just know it. This is wonderful!" Grace squealed and engulfed me in a hug immediately after I had performed my violin solo. I smiled at her gratefully.
"Thank you ma'am." She rolled her eyes.
"Grace! Is that too hard to pronounce? You make me feel old." I grinned.
"Don't." I said just as my stomach decided to make a grand entrance into our discussion.
"Go. I wouldn't want you to miss lunch." Grace said. I arched an eyebrow.
"Half of it is gone already." She smiled sheepishly.
"Still." She said. I smirked as I sat where I usually do to play the violin.
"It's okay, Grace. I've got my lunch with me." It was true. As soon as the bell had gone for lunch, I had hurried to the cafeteria to get my lunch before heading to the music room in search of Grace since I had promised to play to her personally.
"Well then," Grace nodded. "I better go get mine."
"We could share mine?" I offered.
Grace cracked a smile.
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The Bullies' Slave 1
Teen Fiction"I'll do it. I'll be your slave." I said to the four of them while glaring at Cecilia who was shaking her head vigorously. Smirking, Caleb leaned closer to my right ear. "Fine. You'll be our slave." His breath fanned my earlobe a bit before adding ...
