Hello! Here is Part 9. I was bored and decided to post again. I want to give a shoutout to Mower200, you officially rock. And yes, my research paper did go okay. I also want to thank you for reviewing...it made me smile.
Anywho, hope that you enjoy it. I would like to repeat that i sadly do not own Four Brothers. I wish i did though, but things just dont turn out that way do they.
P.S. Sorry if the perspective changing gets too confusing. If it does, just message me and let me know then i will fix it.
~XOXO Caittie-Lynn.
I will leave on this happy song lyric
"Oh well in Five years time we could be walking round a zoo."
"Mr. Mercer." I heard a voice call from behind me. I sighed and slowly turned around. My hangover was now gone but I still had a slight headache. It might have been because I got up so fast. The bell had rang and I was out of my seat and halfway to the door before anybody realized class was over. As kids pushed past me towards the door I looked at Mr. Henderson. I saw Oakley smirk at me as she walked past. "Come over here please." He said with a stern voice.
"Yes sir?"
"I wanted to talk to you about your class participation." He straightened his papers on his desk and then lifted his head to look at me. "Or lack of." He smiled and then continued. "You seem like a very bright kid Jack, I just don't understand why it doesn't show in your class work or participation."
"I'm not a kid." I muttered.
"No." He laughed. "Of course you are not. My mistake."
"I'm sorry, I'm just not that big on school." I grabbed my backpack strap and pulled it higher up my shoulder because it was falling down.
"And why is that?"
"Do I have to explain? Its just school. Plain old boring school."
"I understand. So is my lesson plan not entertaining enough for you?"
I sighed and silently cursed to myself. Great, I was just digging myself deeper into this shit hole. "No, its not your class. it's just overall."
"I got it." He then turned to his computer and clicked on a couple of things. "I see here that you have a D in this class. A low D at that. I don't want to see you fail this class Jack." I nodded but stayed quiet. "I'll tell you what. If you return next class with a two page essay on the differences between our two first presidents, then I will give you some extra credit." He wrote down his short assignment and then looked up at me. "And it cant be some shitty toilet paper written with crayon all over it essay. It has to be a thought out and planned essay."
I laughed and nodded. "Yeah, thank you Mr. Henderson."
"When class is over, you can call me Brett."
She was beautiful. She was what I wanted. Her every feature made me horny. Her black hair, her dark skin, her Mexican accent. Sofi was hot as fucking hell. Too bad she was with another man. Dick. He had slicked back platinum blonde hair and a mole the size of fucking Texas. What did she see in this tool. I took a drink of my coffee and pulled out my debit card. She hadn't seen me yet and I was going to keep it that way. I was planning on talking to her when her little fucker wasn't hanging on her. To bad she has eyes like a hawk and ears like a bat. "Angel?" I heard.
I looked at Sofi and smiled. "Hey." I walked over and gave her a hug. "Look at you."
"When did you get back?" She looked a little nervous and kept looking over at her boyfriend. I could tell that she was afraid that I would do something drastic or her man would turn jealous. Either way, I would win.
"A couple of days ago." I answered.
"A couple of days ago?" She repeated with a little bit of anger in her voice.
"Baby who is this?" The guy finally spoke. His voice sounded as though he had been smoking for most of his life and it was sickening.
"A couple of days ago?" She once again repeated. "And you didn't call me?"
I looked at her with a surprised expression. I looked and saw that her man had the same expression. "Sofi, who is this?" He asked again.
"Angel, what the hell were you thinking. You should have called me right away and told me you were here damn it."
"Damn Sofi, its not a big deal."
"Not a big deal, I missed you, you asshole!"
The guy stood up and stared at me. "Okay that's it! Who the fuck are you?"
"Kicked out?" I laughed as I strummed my guitar. "Kicked out of Murray's?"
"Jack, shut the fuck up."
"So what? You cant go back?"
"He called the cops Jack, of course I cant go back." I looked over at Sofi who was now cuddling with Angel on the couch. This girl caused so much trouble. Although, I had to give it to her, she really knew how to start a fight between two guys.
"Called the cops." I repeated and laughed to myself. Angel and this guy had gotten into a bloody fight in the diner Murray's. It reminded him of olden times, and he like it. "Damn Angel, that doesn't seem like a Marine type behavior to me. You sure they still want you." Angel had given me a warning glace but I ignored it. I saw Sofi turn to him and frown.
"What did he just say?"
"Nothing Baby, he didn't say nothing."
She murmured something that nobody heard and stood up. "Really? Because it sounded like you were in the Marines."
"No, that isn't exactly true."
"No?"
"I technically don't start until, well, Friday." He looked down at the floor and groaned. "Listen Sofi, I was going…"
"I don't need to hear what you were going to do Angel. When are you leaving? Damn it! When are you coming back. You know what. I don't care. I am leaving." She grabbed her purse and ran out of the door.
"Nice going Jack." Angel said as he stood up and walked after Sofi.
I laughed to myself and continued strumming on the guitar. I looked up and saw mom standing near the television. "Jack." Her kind voice spoke. "I got a call from a Mr. Henderson. He said you have been struggling."
I sighed and put my guitar down. I cant believe that he called my Ma. I had already written my essay, and then got yelled at by Rick because I couldn't hang out. I kept telling myself that if I failed any class then I wouldn't be able to graduate on time, that gave me enough inspiration to write it. "Yeah, and he gave me an extra credit assignment." After a second of silence I spoke up again. "And I did it."
"Good, and you can let me read it and correct it." She smiled and continued. "He also told me that he has a study group going on after school on Wednesdays. Tomorrow, I expect you to go to it."
"Damn it Ma, I already spent my afternoon writing that damn extra credit. Don't make me do that again"
"Do not speak to me like that. You will go. Now get me that paper.
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