After my PE lesson, I headed to my homeroom, dodging all the bullies on my way. When I arrived, I sat down in my seat as the teacher, Ms Lingham, started speaking.
''OK, kids get your reading books out and just read for ten minutes, I'll be back in a few!'' She announced, before rushing out of the room. I smiled at her before she went, and she returned it, before reaching down for my book in my bag. I took my glasses off for a moment, as they were irritating me and started reading, being the only one doing so as everyone else was messing about. Five minutes into my book, I felt something light hit my head. I looked up to see people with spit balls, all aiming at me. I used my book as a shield as they all hit me, hard.
''NO, JIMMY PROTESTED!'' Louis shouted in my ear making me jump. I looked confused for a moment, before realising that Louis Tomlinson was mimicking my reading. I sighed and got back to my book, before hearing a loud thump. I looked up again, feeling irritated, to see Niall standing on my desk wearing my glasses. My eyes widened and I shook my head, scared that he will break them.
''Hey wise guy, get outta my office!'' Niall spat, making everyone chuckle loudly.
''Please, N-Niall, be c-careful!'' I begged, hardly over a whisper, but he insisted on taking my glasses off and chucking them at the wall, smashing them into millions of tiny pieces.
''Niall!'' I barked, standing up and pushing him off the table. He got up, with fire in his eyes (which turned a dark brown), and made his way over to me. Suddenly his abs looked huge and his six pack was obvious, making me feel a lot more scared.
''WHAT DID YOU JUST DO THAT FOR, YOU LITTLE C*NT!'' He wailed, throwing a slap in my direction. I yelped in pain, my vision getting blurry.
''N-nothing!'' I whimpered, feeling scared for my life.
''Good!'' Niall's eyes returned to their old blue selves and he clamed down, smirking at me. He went back to his seat and I stumbled over to where my broken glasses lay, looking dead. I let out a single sob, as I collected all the little glass and shoved them in my pocket. I quietly trudged back to my sat, just as Ms Lingham walked back in, looking very angry.
''Right, off to your lessons then!'' She dismissed us, but seeing as I had two frees, I took my time packing up. I slowly left the classroom, making sure to smile at Ms Lingham. She saw me and looked clamed, before smiling back and sliding out of the other door.
As soon as I was out of the building, I sauntered to my tree at the far end of the field. I dumped my bag down, sliding my back down the branchy tree, landing my butt on the soft grass. I breathed in the fresh air, before pulling out my drawing pad. I slid my pencil across the page, making the smooth humming noise which I loved, and drew the girl from earlier. I drew her leaning on her bag her beanie slightly hiding one of her eyes. Her black her blew in the wind, and she looked tired. I must admit, she looked very cute in my drawing.
Just like she did in real life!