"...And that's all there really is to it for my class rules. I'd appreciate it if you guys would respect them and followed them, thank you." Mrs. Jacobs turned around to eye her pink digital clock then gasps, "Ah, seeing you guys only have 20 minutes left of class, I don't see why I can't let you chat and get to know each other a bit."
Everyone in the classroom with silent victories and shushed, "Heck Yeah"s turned to everyone in their table groups and start conversation. Unfortunately, with the GrojGang, they were sat on opposite sides of the room. They would get up, but seeing as the teacher is so sweet, don't want to take advantage of her kindness.
They sat miserably by themselves while others around them made small conversations with one another.
Lunch came and the GrojGang are relieved, finally able to sit underneath the well-known tree hovering over their beloved bench.
"..And dude, the cops came and we all had to get interviewed because everyone expected it to be me. I got in trouble and was put under house arrest by my mom and God, Summer was whack, yo."
"Nice, Lanes. Sounds like you had quite the eventful-"
"GASP! Corey, Look!" The twins whispered to their frontman. The odd-colored couple turned their heads and see the Newmans sitting in the beloved lunch spot.
They storm right over.
"Uh? Excuse us?!"
The four look over nonchalantly and with a smirk, Carrie says, "You're excused."
This made Corey heated, turning to Laney who gave him a concerned look, and a shrug. Seeing this as a green light, he continues.
"Uh, this is our spot?" His voice cracking along with his ego.
Carried laughed along with a scoff, "You're spot? What are you? Five? Look, Riffen. I know we had our ups and downs, but face it, we're in high school and much older than we were when this whole "Grojband vs. Newmans" drama started up. I think we should all make up and get along with our lives."
Corey looks for a comeback, an argument, anything to avoid everything that Carrie had just said. He bit the inside of his cheek, hoping it was just a joke or a very, very badly written dream.
"We'll be right back!" Exclaimed Kin, pushing Corey back and away from the Newman's table.
"What the hell was that?" Kin asked pulling Corey underneath the ramada and the other two following them. "I-I don't know. I really didn't know how to answer, not that I wanted to answer. I felt like what she said was really fake. She isn't that type of person to make up truce. Especially after that whole swapping-bodies fiasco. That was.. AWFUL." He shuddered at the memory.
Kin gave Laney and Kon a worried look before Kon said something.
"Let's just leave and find another spot to chill. We have 25 minutes of lunch left. We can just leave campus, chill then comeback. Avoid thee Newmans entirely."
Laney nods, "Yeah! And maybe we can get some tacos in the process. I'm starving and there is no way I'm eating here."
The group laughs and walks away from school grounds.
MY DUDES I AM SO SORRY. AAAAAAAAA. I DON'T GO ON HERE AS MUCH ANYMORE. MAYBE I CAN CONTINUE THIS ON WATTPAD? COMMENT IFF YALL THINK I SHOULD OOF.