chapter 4
" quien sigues?" asked my teacher. another 4 people went before she decided to anounce the homework. the bell rang. i quickly put away my stuff and walked slowly in that huge mob to the door. some how, bianca caught up to me. "that was really nice joe. it probably took a lot of time to memorize." she said flashing that pretty smile of hers. i blushed. "nah. not really. i had some dedication." i looked down a little and saw her hands full with heavy books. " here those look heavy. let me help you with that." she nodded and gave me her books. "thanks joe." i shrugged. "no problem. its a pleasure holding your books.
we walked to her locker. mine was across the hall. a couple feet away. i gave her back her books and i leaned against the wall. "so are you doing anything later this afternoon?" i asked her. she looked at me. "well i have some homework that i need to do." i laughed."hey me too! maybe we can do it together."i said really energetic. her smiled faded. "do what together?" ben asked. ben was bianca's boyfriend. " uh we're biology partners. joe and i. we need to finish an essay." she said hoping ben bought it. ben was holding my arms in a really uncomfortable wrestling position. i was trying my best not to squeal. he then let go of me. he gave me the meanest death glare of life. "if you make any move on her, i will find out. okay jonas?" i nodded. "yeah whatever you say ben." he walks away and bianca and i sigh in relief. i waited until he was out of earshot and go to my locker. "remind me again why you like him." i said getting my books.
bianca slamed her locker shut. "you have no business asking that." i close my locker and noticed her seriousness. "oh my god no. no. im sorry i didnt mean to get you upset. its just that i dont like seeing you with such an asshole." she is steaming. "who i date is not your problem. so leave me alone joe." she walks away. i stood there thinking what that may mean, even though that was super clear. so stop thinking im an idiot because im not. i turned around and walked home. passing the baseball fields, i saw nick. he was at bat. the pitch, BAM! he slaped that ball straight into deep left field. i smiled. he was really awesome at sports and he was really smart too. always at the top of his class. unlike me, im really not that good at sports but not a complete uncordinated freak either. im average-high in school. meaning mostly B's and an occasional A. which you know is pretty good. kevin was a different story. he liked different sports and he was saladictorian of his class. thats a lot to live up to but im ok with that because i know im doing the best i can do and im happy.
so i continued to walk home. from a block away i saw my mom dismiss her sign language class. she waved to me and i waved back. i walked through the front door and went straight to the kitchen. opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of gatorade. i stretched my arm across the cupboard and grabbed a poptart. my mom walked into the kitchen holding baby frankie at her hip." hi joe. how way your day?" i shrugged. "ok. i think i got an A in spanish today." she looked surprised. "really? thats great. dinner will be at 6:30."
i nodded in approval. "by the way, where are your brothers?" mom asked. i was in mid chew."nick is at baseball tryouts and kevin is either waiting for him or getting his coffee." i swallowed." you know the drill... the guys gotta have his coffee." she smiled. "oh and i'm going to the park. i promise ill be back before dinner." i said. she got some kitchen stuff out. "ok joseph. just dont do anything stupid. i smirked. "i'll try mom. you know me."