I'm going to stop writing the POV because mostly it will just be Bellamy. If it's someone else then I will write it at the beginning of the chapter like before.
"Hey, man. That party last night was sick. Is there going to be another tonight?" Atom slaps me on the back as he enters the storage closet that we use as our break room. We're allowed in the teacher's lounge but it's always filled with people who either hate me or think I'm wasting my life.
"Of course. When has there not been a party on a Friday night?" I ask with a smirk.
"True. I have got to say I'm sure glad that you stayed here. If you had left for school like you wanted to when we were kids I would be hating life." He grabs a handful of pretzels from the bag that I keep on my shelf. When we made this into our break room we each picked a shelf and filled it with things that we might need. Mine was filled with mostly food and an extra set of clothes in case I have a late night.
Atom's is more what you'd expect from a hoodlum. He has jars that are filled with different drugs, mostly weed and cigarettes. But, I know that there are other things because I've seen him selling. That's his part in the gang. He is a pusher. If he weren't my best friend I know that I would hate him. I hate him sometimes and we are best friends.
We found this room back in tenth grade and it wasn't until this year that I found out that Anya knew about it. I was walking down the hall one day when I saw her talking to a teacher. I slipped into an empty classroom and listened to their conversation. She was telling him that no one except janitors were allowed inside. She said it was because of a health and safety thing. He seemed to buy it but the next day I tried to go inside and found it locked. I went to Anya's office and she gave me a key. We never talked about what went on and I think it's better that way.
"So, are you ready to sub for the P.E. teacher?" Atom asks me as he lights up a cigarette.
"Why? You're here and you don't look hungover." I said. I hate teaching especially when it's the class that Octavia's in. I still don't know how he got the position, but I'm sure it has something to do with Nyko and Anya.
"Come on man. I'll clean the bathrooms." He pleads with me.
"Deal." I toss him the mop that was behind me and push myself away from the wall I was leaning against. "What was the plan for today?"
"Self-defense. Just the basics." He waves his hand pushing smoke towards me.
A couple minutes later I'm in the gym and waiting for students to arrive. They shuffle in and my eyes don't register anything after I see her walk in laughing with Octavia.
"Clarke?" I ask out loud and instantly regret it.
"Yes, she's new. Clarke this is my brother, Bellamy, the one I was telling you about. Where's Atom?" She asks and tries to hide the blush on her cheeks.
"I told you to stay away from him, O." I scold her and then look to the students who are all looking to me for directions. Most of them look terrified. At least with my job they will do as I say. There's the one good part of being seen as a monster.
"Run five laps and then get in a big circle!" I tell them. Instantly they start running in a huddle. When they've finished they make a circle in the middle of the gym around the mats that I've put out.
"Okay, we're going to be learning some basic self-defense moves. Who here knows some?" I ask the crowd and see that almost everyone is raising a hand. "I need a volunteer."
All of the girls step closer and look at me like they want to eat me. All of them lean forward except Octavia who makes a gag face and Clarke who steps back. The guys look at me with fear and envy.
"How about the new girl." I say to the group and have to hold back a laugh when the girls groan. Clarke slowly makes her way to the center of the circle and looks up at me with big, blue eyes.
"Don't worry, Princess. I won't hurt you." I whisper.
"You're the one who should be worried." She says so quietly that I almost don't hear her.
I laugh and turn her around. "Okay, so I'm going to try and grab her from behind." I reach around her and grab her arms.
"If someone is holding you like thi-" Before I can even blink I am slamming into the mat. My back hits hard and I look up to see Clarke smiling. No one except Octavia laughs which makes it not as bad as it could be.
"So, I take it you know a little." I smirk and take the hand she's holding out for me.
"You have no idea." She winks and I feel her thumb make a circle on the back of my hand.