Study Hall: War Begins

HI. this is a story that my friend and I came up with when I saw one of the boys in my class accidentaly push another against a wall. We decided that there should be a story behind the whole situation so here's the finishing project. Enjoy!

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There he sits with his pretty little face. Not even listening to the lesson. He thinks he so smart. He thinks he already knows every word that the teacher's going to say.The worst part about that is he probaly does. How in the world does someone get that smart without even breaking a sweat. I for one study all the time and still end up just one step behind him. How is that fai-

"Allen!" I jumped out of my seat at the sound of my name.

"Y-yes sir?" My language teacher, Mr. Gowland.

"I would appreciate it if you didn't daydream while I'm giving my lesson!"

"Yes Mr.Gowland."

"Now recite this phrase in German." Alexander actually took time out of his "oh so perfect life" to listen to my voice as I read the section aloud. When I glanced at him he seemed to be mocking me with that cocky smirk of his. Almost like he was saying I was a brat who gets upset about almost anything. Oh how I wish I could punch that smirk right off his face then and there. But I kept my cool, knowing that throwing a fit would just prove him right.

 

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"Briiiiiiiiiiing" The sign for lunch. Thank god. I don't think I could have taken a minute more of Alexander and his constant staring at me. Each time I looked up from my book there were those deep brown taunting eyes staring back at me. I gathered my books and walked out of the classroom through the asian style sliding door. Why we have those at our school I do not know.

I proceded to my locker, gave the lock the combination, put my books in my locker carefully, grabbed my lunch and headed to the cafeteria. There I found my usual spot in the back corner. I don't have many friends so I don't sit by anyone. But today a group of teenagers sat at the table behind me. So I turned around to see which group and saw Alexander sitting with his sister. Unlike my sister and myself they looked almost identical. Both bearing the same dark brown eyes and dark chocolate hair. Hers fell wavy, just below her waist ending with curls at the bottom. His was almost strait with a bit of a wave. Although she did not inherit the height of her brother, she made it up with her charm. She is about 5'3" he is 5'8". I'm just smaller than him by six inches. Bastard.

I opened up my lunch and began to chew my sandwich angrily. God I was so pissed off at him. I just wanna rig his neck and-

"Hey." A word was said to me as I saw a blue jell-o thing come flying over my head and land right in front of me. A spoon followed soon. After it hit me in the head.

"You like that flavor right?" Alexander just gave me his jell-o. What's he planning? Well whatever it is I'm not falling for it.

"It's homemade blueberry, Allen," his sister spoke up, "I think you'll really like it. I tried really, really hard to make it. So I hope it's okay," I turned around to see her giving me a whole heartedly large smile. I paused for awile looking at the jell-o still sitting in front of me.

"It's just jell-o. It's not like it's gonna eat your face off and kill you. Although smiling once in awhile might do it for you," he said the last part with a laugh and I heard him get elbowed in the stomach by his sister. So giving up I picked up the spoon to eat a piece of the jell-o. I held up the small bit to my face to examine it, then took a bite. It tasted somewhat bitter, but other than that it was pretty good.

After I was finished I handed the bowl and spoon back to its owner, then left the cafeteria early to get to my next class which was science. As I left I looked behind myself, after I threw my trash in the garbage bin, and saw Alexander looking at me in a strange way. But I brushed it off and went on my way. Too bad for me I have all my classes with the jackass.