A/N this is a filler plus I wanna give you an idea of their everyday lives. Quizilla reacted badly to this chapter, 2 STARS, so ust so you know, not every day of Corbin and Mason's life can be caotic and awesome.
*1 week later*
SPLOSH!
"CORBIN!" I screamed.
"Yeah Mason?" She asked, smirking.
I looked at the clock.
"Corbin it's 9:00 in the morning! What could be so important that you would wake me up?" I asked, getting out of my sopping bed and looking for something to wear.
"School?" She asked sarcastically.
I smirked inwardly, she had learned well.
"I asked for important that's unimportant Corbs." I said.
Seriously, it wasn't.
"I know, I just wanted to try out my power." She said, walking away with one of my shirts.
I let the top thing slide, it looked better on her anyway.
"Make up a new excuse you've been saying that every day for a week!" I said.
I should probably explain. You see, Corbin has a power.
It's to control the elements, but her favorite for waking me up is water.
When we were done we walked to school.
(In case anyone's curious here are their outfits: http:/www. polyvore . com/corbin_mason_outfit/set?id=22852266)
I felt eyes following me as I led Corbin to the office.
"Yo Secretary! We got a Corbin Whitlock here without a schedule or signer!" I yelled.
I coulda rung the bell, but I didn't.
"There are TWO WHITLOCKS! ONE IS BAD ENOUGH!" She yelled. I rolled my eyes as Corbin was handed a schedule, paper for teachers to sign and a map.
I grabbed her schedule.
Schedule of Corbin M. Whitlock
(My lil sis wanted to do this and I don't feel like changing it, she's 11 so do not expect perfection)
8:00-8:30Homeroom Mr. Davis #235
9:40-10:10 Mathematics Mrs. Tapolski #134
10:20-10:50 English Ms. Morgan#162
11:00-11:30 French Mr. Solomon #245
11:40-12:10 Social Studies Mr. Hassebrock #120
12:20-12:50 Lunch
1:00-1:30 Science Mrs. Stonner #289
1:40-2:10 Free Period
2:20-2:50 Health Ms. Tanner #145
3:00-3:30 Gym Mrs. Weasley(No not HP) Gymnasium
"Corbin, all in all you got a pretty suckish schedule!" I said laughing.
"What? How?" She asked.
"Well, you have Homeroom Mr. Davis, he was such a harsh tester you can expect one every day. English and French are cool but Social Studies you have Jacob, Lunch is cool cause that's my hour too along with Quil, Embry and Jasper, Science you have my Mum and Dad even though Mrs. Stonner is like the nicest teacher ever, Free Period you will have to deal with Quil unless you make some friends, Health you have to deal with Emmett and Gym at the end of the day is never a good idea. Your 2 years younger than me so you don't have any of my classes, but since your advanced you have all classes 1 year younger than me, but either way I aint in any of your classes. Good luck changer." I Said walking off to my first class.
Ok, I KINDA bull shitted her.
I have Science, Gym, Lunch, Health and French with her.
But she doesn't need to know that.
I walked to Social Studies to be board to tears by the one and only Mr. Hassebrock.
I'm pretty sure we were learning about some war or old city or something, I don't know I was blasting my iPod.
It's a damn cold night, trying to figure out this life, won't you, take me by the hand take me somewhere new, I don't know who you are but I-RIIINNG!
I took out my ear buds and put my iPod in my bag.
I walked over to my locker and went to my locker, taking out my Homeroom stuff and walking to the class.
*French start*
I saw Corbin give her list to Mr. Solomon.
"Ok Ms. Whitlock, why don't you go sit next to Mason over there in the left corner." Mr. Solomon said.
I saw her jaw visibly drop.
She stomped over to me.
"Mason what the hell!" She asked.
I smirked.
"Well dear Corbs, this is a class where we learn how to speak French." I said.
She rolled her eyes and sat down, and the class started.
*lunch*
"MASON!" Corbin yelled.
I turned, knowing she would just get madder if I let her stew.
"That's my name." I said.
"Mason how many classes do you have with me?" She asked.
I did the math.
"Ermmm... five including French and lunch." I said.
She shook her head, mumbling some nonsense or something.
"Come on mumble, I'm hungry." I said.
That made her laugh.