I am so very sorry its taken me so long to update but the next chapter is finally here. please review and tell me what you think :)
EDWARD'S POV
I heard Jasper and Emmett round the corner of the hall, arguing about Jasper's iPod or something. Jazz was snarling at Em to give it back as they came into my vision. Jasper was swearing a lot in his head. Emmett shrugged thinking; he'll never look under the front seat of Eddie's car. Oh crap there's Eddie.
He froze when he saw me. Jasper realised what was going on and marched up to me. "Where is it?" he demanded. Emmett was silently begging me not to say anything. I noticed he had a book of Shakespeare upside down on his head and was wearing a t shirt that proclaimed his love for fungi.
Before I could make something up, a small lady trotted up behind us and started ushering everyone into the room. She was less than half the height of Emmett. He was staring with his mouth open.
"She's smaller than Al—"
"Yes we all noticed," I cut him off before he could aggravate Jasper anymore, who was still swearing in his mind. I shoved Emmett inside.
The lights were off and the blinds were drawn, making the room dark. Emmett began to wonder if the teacher was a vampire too. Or maybe she's just nocturnal, he thought. Oh my god, she's a unicorn! He had seen some dry grass that had blown in through the window.
"Why is there hay in here?" Jasper asked quietly.
"Perhaps there was a nativity," Emmett suggested.
"In February?"
He shrugged. "It could happen. Or..." he leaned in closer, then whispered, "she's a unicorn!"
Jasper hit him in the head.
"Now then," the unicorn squeaked. Jasper groaned. Not another one. Can no one in this school talk properly?
As I stopped paying attention to Mrs Squeak (although I think it was Peach, I could barely make out what she was saying), I saw Emmett pass something to Jasper. When he had looked at it, he shoved the note in my hand.
I've invented a new game. When Squeak face turns around, we have to stand up, spin round and sit down again. Whoever does it the most times before the bell goes wins!
Underneath Jasper had written:
Okay, sounds like fun
I sighed and wrote:
This is ridiculous
I passed it back to Emmett and he scribbled something on it.
So you're in?
Fine. But don't say I didn't warn you.
Eh?
I shook my head at him and went to the seat the teacher was pointing at. I was sat at the back. Emmett was just about opposite me and Jazz was a couple of seats in front of him. I looked up as a kid in glasses carefully plonked himself next to Em. He was trembling with fear. Poor guy. The girl next to Jasper had fallen in love with him and his hair. I was next to a huge fat guy who looked way too old to be there. I thought he might have a heart attack any second. Maybe I should give him some tips on lowering cholesterol. I had some leaflets about it in my car.
Emmett turned round and chucked a balled up piece of paper at me. I caught it before it hit fatty in one of his many chins. I uncrumpled it.
Are we playing yet?
Ready set go!
They were so childish. I grinned, wrote, You're both going down! and threw it back.
Emmett snatched it out of the air, stood up, span round and slammed back into his seat, while the teacher wrote something on a whiteboard. The aftershock sent the kid with glasses flying out of his chair. Mrs Squeak turned when she heard the noise.
"Elliot, be sensible and get up!" She snapped. He crawled back into his seat, giving Emmett a wide berth. My brother chuckled. One, he thought, then mused about how to kill a unicorn and if he would still like peanut butter.
I glanced at the seat next to me. Fatty had gone to sleep. While Mrs Squeak went back to writing, I copied Emmett, spinning around and flashing back down again. Squeaky practically threw herself across the room. Fatty jerked awake. After she had ordered him to concentrate, she started talking about pronunciation.
Emmett's note hit me in the face.
You're losing Jazz
Shut up, it's not like you're astronomically ahead
Calm down ladies, I wrote, we don't want the teacher to have a spastic fit
Emmett read it, and span round again when she turned to write some letters on the board. It wasn't like we needed to concentrate. We were pretty fluent in Spanish. Jasper came up with a cunning plan, as well as deciding to dunk Emmett's head in a toilet until he told him where his iPod was.
I watched as he sent a wave of sudden surprise toward the front. The girl next to him jumped. Mrs Squeak jolted like she'd had an electric shock. She bent down to retrieve the pen she'd dropped. Jazz shot to his feet and span three times, sticking his tongue out at Emmett when he was finished. He sat back down as she stood up again. I caught Emmett's note this time. Fatty had drifted off again. He really was huge.
Beat that Emmett
Shut up. So Jazz=3
Me=2
Eddie=1 :(
I'll beat you both just wait
After sending it back, I got up and turned two more times. Mrs Squeak knew something was going on and started to search for who was causing the noise every time she turned her back.
We were starting to attract attention now, and the girl next to Jazz had made a flag to show her support for his team. It had a photo of his head on it and was shaped like a heart. I looked over at the guy I was sat next to, who was snoring quietly. I felt hurt that I didn't have any supporters, so I put some green dye that I still had from our Halloween party in his hair, to make him look awesome! Then I carefully painted 'Team Edward' on his t shirt. I sat back to admire my work.
Emmett picked up a rock from his special rock supply (he claimed it was so he was always prepared for unicorn attack) and skilfully flicked it so it smacked into the window next to Squeak's head. While she was focused on that he leapt up, did three spins and two star jumps to top it off. A minute later I got the piece of paper back. Someone behind us cheered quietly.
Woo! 2 more points and 10 extra points for 2 star jumps!
Hey! No way! You can't just make up rules like that! 12 point deduction.
I can so. It's my game, my rules. :P and I keep all my points so enjoy losing. Oh wait, Eddie's in last place.
What have I told you? If you're going to do this, behave. End of. Em, you get only 4 points. Jazz stop complaining. Jazz and I are on 3, Em's on 6. But not for long!