This is my first fanfic, sorry if it stinks!:)
Zach POV
It was around 6 am and I was getting ready for another boring day of school. Well, if you think things like speaking 18 languages and kicking ass is boring—which I don't, it's just that…well….is necessary to get up at six to do it. In about five minutes I was walking down the stairs with Grant and Jonas onn either side of me.
"Can ya'll walk any faster? I'm starved!" Grant whined.
I was about to say something, when a better idea came to mind. I stuck my foot out and he crashed down the stairs.. "What the hell man?" ugh- he was still complaining.
"I don't know, it seemed like a good Idea at the time." I smirked and Jonas laughed
"Yeah, maybe if you watched where you were going you wouldn't trip over other peoples feet." Jonas suggested.
Just then Mr. Solomon, our cove ops teacher, walked by. "Good morning guys," he looked down," I see Mr. Newman still hasn't mastered the stairs" he sneered.
"That's not fair, Zach tripped me!" Grant shot back.
"Are you sure you didn't trip over his foot"
"That's what I told him sir" I smirked again.
"Good. Now Mr. Newman, I would suggest getting off your butt and getting ready for my class." Then he walked away.
"Aw man, we're in for it," I said, feeling excitement and dread hit me at the same time.
"Why's that" Jonas asked
"Solomon, Joe Solomon, just told us to get ready, and that never means anything good, at all." This would be hard, or fun, maybe both, but with Solomon you could never tell.
"Lucky for me, I'm not in cove ops" Jonas sneered
"Yeah, lucky you" Grant and I muttered as we turned and entered our covert operations classroom. And there sat Solomon.
Smiling…
Love it? Hate it? Why dont you review it and let me know????