"I Hate Mondays"
Brian's POV-
As first period drew to a close I hastily piled all my books neatly in size order on the edge of my desk. The teacher was walking around the room handing back our math quizzes from the other day. My mind raced with worry as she placed mine face-down on the desk. What if I hadn't studied enough and I got one problem wrong? I put my hands over my eyes as I flipped it over, scared to look at the score.
Eventually I couldn't help it, I opened my eyes a slit and peeked at the permanent red mark on the paper. A-plus. I sighed with relief and smiled to myself, feeling that usual sense of pride I get when I ace a test. Just then one of Andrew's friends came running over to me and snatched the paper from my hands.
"Hey what'd you do that for?" I yelled after him. Andrew walked by quickly and I grabbed him by the shoulder. "Hey man, can you t-, um, can you tell that guy to, uh, can you tell him to give me back my test? I kinda think my mom'd like to see-you know, um, see it before I threw it out or something."
He looked at me like I was a complete stranger and turned to his friend with a smile. "Dude, he wants the paper." His friend grinned casually and stuck the test out in front of him.
"What, you mean this?" I nodded and smiled, reaching out for the test, glad that he was so understanding. He laughed and ripped in into two pieces, crumpling it into my outstretched palm. Just then he grabbed my wrist and forced me to shove the paper down this girl's shirt front as she walked by. She screamed and slapped me across the face as she ran away.
"Hey man, what-what'd you-how come-" But he was already walking away as I made futile attempts to chase him down. I looked over at Andrew for support, but he was laughing along with them.
I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "I thought you better than that, man." He shoved my face away and I wiped my stinging eyes on the sleeve of my sweatshirt.
Rushing away as fast as my legs would go, I made my way to second period English. When I got there I sat down instantly and buried my nose inside a book so no one would notice how upset I was.
"That book's upside down." A soft, low voice said from in front of me. I looked up with blurred eyes and saw Allison standing before me in her usual black mismatched clothes and her huge canvas bag slung over her shoulder.
"Yeah well I wasn't reading it anyway." I mumbled.
"Why not, I mean, "Calculus through the Centuries" seems like a real page- turner." She said in her drawling tone. I smiled and put the book down.
"I saw Andrew Clark in the hallway." I said slowly, looking up at her. Her emotionless face suddenly flashed with something, then returned to its normal expression.
"What'd he say?" She asked, sitting down on the desk in front of me.
"Nothing, that's why I'm so upset." I explained the whole prank they pulled on me and when I was done, Allison remained silent for a few seconds.
"You think he's just back to his normal, jack-ass self?" She asked, resting her head in her palm.
"I don't know. I was kinda hoping he would stay my friend, you know? Like, what he said in detention about Larry, I thought he might have changed or something, but I guess I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up."
"Guess not."
I stared at her until the second period bell rang and she bolted out the door without so much as a 'goodbye'.
Brian's POV-
As first period drew to a close I hastily piled all my books neatly in size order on the edge of my desk. The teacher was walking around the room handing back our math quizzes from the other day. My mind raced with worry as she placed mine face-down on the desk. What if I hadn't studied enough and I got one problem wrong? I put my hands over my eyes as I flipped it over, scared to look at the score.
Eventually I couldn't help it, I opened my eyes a slit and peeked at the permanent red mark on the paper. A-plus. I sighed with relief and smiled to myself, feeling that usual sense of pride I get when I ace a test. Just then one of Andrew's friends came running over to me and snatched the paper from my hands.
"Hey what'd you do that for?" I yelled after him. Andrew walked by quickly and I grabbed him by the shoulder. "Hey man, can you t-, um, can you tell that guy to, uh, can you tell him to give me back my test? I kinda think my mom'd like to see-you know, um, see it before I threw it out or something."
He looked at me like I was a complete stranger and turned to his friend with a smile. "Dude, he wants the paper." His friend grinned casually and stuck the test out in front of him.
"What, you mean this?" I nodded and smiled, reaching out for the test, glad that he was so understanding. He laughed and ripped in into two pieces, crumpling it into my outstretched palm. Just then he grabbed my wrist and forced me to shove the paper down this girl's shirt front as she walked by. She screamed and slapped me across the face as she ran away.
"Hey man, what-what'd you-how come-" But he was already walking away as I made futile attempts to chase him down. I looked over at Andrew for support, but he was laughing along with them.
I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "I thought you better than that, man." He shoved my face away and I wiped my stinging eyes on the sleeve of my sweatshirt.
Rushing away as fast as my legs would go, I made my way to second period English. When I got there I sat down instantly and buried my nose inside a book so no one would notice how upset I was.
"That book's upside down." A soft, low voice said from in front of me. I looked up with blurred eyes and saw Allison standing before me in her usual black mismatched clothes and her huge canvas bag slung over her shoulder.
"Yeah well I wasn't reading it anyway." I mumbled.
"Why not, I mean, "Calculus through the Centuries" seems like a real page- turner." She said in her drawling tone. I smiled and put the book down.
"I saw Andrew Clark in the hallway." I said slowly, looking up at her. Her emotionless face suddenly flashed with something, then returned to its normal expression.
"What'd he say?" She asked, sitting down on the desk in front of me.
"Nothing, that's why I'm so upset." I explained the whole prank they pulled on me and when I was done, Allison remained silent for a few seconds.
"You think he's just back to his normal, jack-ass self?" She asked, resting her head in her palm.
"I don't know. I was kinda hoping he would stay my friend, you know? Like, what he said in detention about Larry, I thought he might have changed or something, but I guess I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up."
"Guess not."
I stared at her until the second period bell rang and she bolted out the door without so much as a 'goodbye'.