OCD Classroom

OCD

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Massie swirled her shiny hair around her perfectly manicured little finger. This history class must be making history itself for record breaking boringness. For everyone else in the room that would be. Massie was far too absorbed in her plans to get the fabulous Jack Wild, sitting next to her again as the teacher had insisted they keep those seats, to be her boyfriend.

She positioned her Juicy hand mirror in a way that meant she could see him in the very corner of it, he certainly complemented her face she decided, pouting in the mirror to make sure she looked extra lovely for Jack Wild. She had given her look for Jack Wild careful thought. She had imported some skinny jeans from the English shop Topshop, she had to admit she liked them even if they were rather cheap, she hoped he'd notice her wearing English labels. She paired these with a MARC by Marc Jacobs grey silk sailboat top and some standard chocolate Uggs. She glanced over at his work, he hadn't written a thing but was doodling faces in the corner of his messy book, she decided to write the 'i' in her name just like he wrote it in his, how could she not have thought of it before.

She felt her Lilac Chocolate Phone vibrate and lifted up her 'Nigella Express' (also imported from England) bag and felt around for it. She took it out and keeping it under the table she checked her text, it was from Kristen.

Sexysportsbabe – Uh, about after school today…

MASSIKUR – What?

Sexysportsbabe – My mom wants me to go to an after school Maths club today…

MASSIKUR – WHAT?

Sexysportsbabe – I know right, it'll be stuffed with complete LBRs, any GLU's worst nightmare, but I'll SO get grounded.

MASSIKUR – Ugh, whatevs.

She snapped it shut and fidgeted with her charm bracelet angrily tugging at the crown charm to free her anger. Suddenly a piece of paper fell in between her hands. She picked it up, it read –

Hey Massie,

Nice phone, wanna have my number, it's

079274397339

Text me so I can get yours.

Jack Wild X

Massie's heart thudded and she felt her cheeks heat up, she checked she wasn't blushing on her phone screen and turned to smile at him, she quickly pushed her phone open again and punched in a text, it read –

Hey,

Thanks. This lesson is SO dull…

Massie X

The spent the rest of the lesson like this, and even if Massie would be totally stuck writing her homework essay it was utterly worth it.

The bell rang and she pulled her unopened books into her bag, swinging it over her shoulder the way he did, she had read it was flirtatious to mirror a boy's movement. She had a small walk to get to the locker hall were she would be meeting TPC but it was raining outside so she grabbed her Cath Kidston umbrella (imported from England), it was red with white spots, and put it up. She was one of the last out, she began walking out when someone joined her, she felt butterflies in her stomach and didn't think she'd be able to take that salad for lunch anymore. It was Jack Wild.

'Hey, hope you don't mind, I hate getting wet.' He said in that ah-dorable accent.

'Not at all,' Massie smiled at him. 'I also hate getting wet, the rain and damp air makes my hair go frizzy so I have to use this really cool English hair gel by John Frieda on it.'

'Oh cool, I've heard of him. Hey I need to collect my pencil case from the I.T. block, I left I there by mistake, will you come with me?' He asked.

Massie's stomach churned. 'Sure,' she said and they changed direction.

Once inside the warm building they made their way to the main room and started walking along the flat screen computers in search of his pencil case.

'Guess it's not here then, I could try lost property,' he said, not seeming to care all that much. 'You know, you're really pretty Massie.'

'Thank you,' Massie didn't notice her nervous fiddling with the pink bag strap. He was standing right next to her, neither of them had anything else to say, it was just a silent break in the conversation, but it wasn't awkward it felt just right. She turned her face, luckily it was to her best side and their heads closed in slowly, tilting their heads gently to their right. As she felt her lips come into contact with his, her whole body tingled like it was full of electricity, he was tons better then Derrington anyway. The next few minutes seem a blur, taking in air gently the two seemed to join together and Massie had a weird sensation that she wasn't really there at all, that she wasn't in control of the situation. Normally she would hate this, but with Jack it felt right.

Suddenly a door flew open and the IT teacher walked in, he looked up at them jumped back insuprise and knocking a table. The two jumped apart and blushed as the IT teacher mumbled awkwardly to them,

'Now, er, class time is over, no more… er… canoodling, you shouldn't be in here.' And he sat down in his big leather swirly seat as they both crept out of the room and out of the building.

'Well that was sufficiently embarrassing,' Jack giggled as soon as they were greeted with the fresh air, it had stopped raining now.

'Yeah, but totally awesome,' Massie said trying not to seem too excited.

Jack just laughed. 'Awesome, what an American expression.'

The two giggled.

'Well see ya round Massie,' Jack Wild said winking at her.

'See ya,' Massie said looking back at his sweepy brown hair and cool skinny jeans and Vans. She couldn't wait to tell TPC.

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