Part fifteen

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You took a day off yesterday so you wouldn't feel so sick and it was great to have a lie in but you decided to go to school today and you can't put on a jumper as the nurse told you that you can have anything touching it which means anything long sleeves are forbidden. You don't know if you'll have to PE but you bring your stuff in case you do. You text Alyssa and ask if she wants picked up and she says yes so you drive to her house and pick her up
"You alright?" She Asks
"Yeah I'm good you?" You reply
"I'm great how's your arm?" She Asks
"Mmh it's still quite sore to be fair" you reply ad you drive you both to school when you get there the bell goes so you both go straight to your classes but you would've had biology but you got kicked out of that so you've just got free periods so you sit in the lunch room with Lewis as he's got a free period as well
"I thought you had biology right now" he says
"Not anymore I got kicked out of that" you laugh
"Oh yeah" he says remembering
"So how are you?" You ask
"I'm good what about you? Why weren't you in yesterday?" He Asks you
"I'm alright and I couldn't really be bothered and I was 'recovering'" you say laughing and putting quotation marks around recovering
"Riiiight" He says laughing "let's see your arm anyway" he says and you turn your arm around and he gently places his hand on your small forearm so he can get a better look at it
"That's actually really bad" he says shocked
"You think?" You say sarcastically
"Shut up" He says and then Mrs Kerr walks into the lunch hall she stares at you with an uncomfortable gaze
"There She is" Lewis says with clenched fists
"Calm down" you say as you grab his arm softly as you rub it up and down to hopefully calm him down
"She literally ripped your skin Y/n" Lewis says now clenching his jaw
"Well we can't do anything about it now" you say slightly laughing
"True" Lewis huffs as he leans back in his seat
"I'm going to get cake do you want anything?" You ask as you point at the cafeteria
"No I'm alright thanks" he says and you stand up and head over to the cafeteria and order yourself a cake because you're hungry and who doesn't love cake? When you get there you feel a hand slither around your waist and you turn around to see a guy from the year above you little did you know he was one of the guys who was talking about you in Mr Simpson's class
"Don't touch me" you snap
"Oh Calm down beautiful, what are you getting? Cake aren't you sweet enough?" He Asks which makes you cringe and you just walk away not giving him the satisfaction of replying to him. You then go to the rest of your lessons before it gets to PE and you and Cathryn walk to class as always later than everyone else
"Girls you are late" mr Simpson says
"Sorry" you reply
"We are doing practical today" mr Simpson says
"Thank god" zach says
"Y/n how's your arm?" Mr Simpson Asks
"Quite sore" you reply
"Let's see," he says and you turn you arm to face him "I think you should sit out for a while" he says and you just nod and sit on the bench. Everyone slowly comes out of the changing rooms and they start to play football which luckily you're not taking part in. You're bored so decide to go on your phone but that doesn't last long
"Y/n pass me that" Mr Simpson says and you pass him your phone and lean back so you're leaning against the wall and then you sit there the whole lesson completely bored watching a bunch of people running about kicking a ball and of course Zach and Wes trying to show off but failing miserably. You keep getting notifications on your phone which is among it harder and harder to not to pick it up but you try your best to ignore it. After a while the bell goes
"Don't be using this again in my class or I'll have you in for a longer detention" he says slightly laughing and he passes you your phone and his warm hand softly touches your cold one but you ignore it he's your teacher yes he's hot but you can't start to like him, he hates you anyway which should make it easier to stop liking him.

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