Sorry.. You all probably hate me. And right now, with me being to tired, I can't find it in me to care.. I will tomorrow, I promise..
Don't kill me in me sleep.. I know it's short.. At least it's something...
And yes, I am back...! (: (: (: Yaaayyyy!
Chapter 10. Christian's POV. Fighting .
Mason and I were in Advanced Math C. Ugh. The teacher had chosen him to be my partner for the revision questions. Double ugh. He is such a self centered jerk.
"You got question 5 wrong," he told me.
"In your fucking dreams," I said.
"No need for the foul mouth," one of the Novices said.
"Shut your trap," I told her. She huffed and went back to her work. I looked down at my book and realised question 5 wasn't even wrong. I turned my gaze to Mason's book. Oh, my God. Does this idiot know anything?
"The square root of fifty nine isn't twenty four, you jackass!" I said loudly. The class sniggered and Mason blushed.
"I knew that," he mumbled.
"Pfft, that's why you have the wrong answer written down?" I retorted.
"Tone it down, Ozera!" the teacher scolded. I rolled my eyes. Whatever. If it wasn't for Rose, I wouldn't be stuck in this hell hole. Mason and I kept bickering away. He thought all his answers were right, but I knew they were wrong.
I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world. You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere, started playing. The class looked around, trying to figure out where the song was playing from. Mason's face turned beet red when he realised that the song was coming from his bag. Mason quickly yanked his bag from underneath his desk and started searching for the source of the music. I tried to hold in my glee at his embarrassment. The class's shock seemed to wear off pretty quickly; now my classmates were engaging in a fit of laughter. Considering my lungs were about to burst, my laughter spilled out hard and loud. Having a nine year old sister defiantely had it perks. I had ordered a disposable phone and recored the song, set the song as the rintone, followed planting it in his bag and setting my phone to Private before calling it. Mason found the phone and quickly shut it off. Pity if you ask me.
The bell rang not long after that, Mason giving me the evils the whole wait to get out of the class.
During Advanced Math A, I'd nicked his pencil case and filled it with a couple of tampons. Next up he's got Slavic Art while I have Combat. Such a pity I won't be in that class when the tampons fall out. I'm doing that so he doesn't have a reason to blame me. Aren't I smart?
I did manage to get a mate to record it. It's now on Youtube and that's why he's searching for me.
One of the guys from Advanced Maths A came up and told me.
"Chris, Mason is after you, man. He thinks you're the one who put the tampon in his pencilcase during Slavic Art."
"What..? I was in Combat.. I didn't have time to even put them there, brah," I replied. The kid just shrugged.
"How do you expect me to change his mind?" he asked. This guy is annoying me.
"Christian! You scumbag! Get your ass over here!" I hear suddenly.
I turn to see Mason rushing toward me. Oh, shit.. Bring on the fight..
"You're the one who put the tampons in my pencilcase, I know it!" he accused.
"I wasn't even in that class, dickhead!" I told him. I wasn't expecting it, it came so fast..
That huge kinghit.. I nearly fell over. Lucky I recovered quickly and hit him back.
The fight was on. It didn't really last long because Alberta hurried over and pulled us apart. She held both out collars.
"What in the Lords name do you think you're doing?" she demanded.
"Practicing our Combat, Alberta," I replied. She glared at me.
"Don't get smart with me, and it's Guardian Pertov to you!" she yelled. Mason laughed.
"You won't be laughing after Headmistress Kirova is done with you!" He shut up fast.
We got dragged to Kirova's office, given a lecture and were given three weeks house-arrest. "The fighting of two students will not be tolerated, not one bit."
We left the office about an hour and I went looking for Rose to tell her the delightful news.. -.-