Playing with hearts

Moving countries was harder than I thought. My names Jolene but I prefer to be called Jo. Well at least that's what everyone calls me back in America. Moving to the UK is a weird transition. New school. New friends. New weather. It was going to be hard especially since the trouble maker and I acquainted. One thing for sure, it's going to be an emotional roller coaster; and not the fun kind.


14. The English Project

~~James P.O.V

The bell had rang indication that the next lesson was about to begin.


This was the only class in which all 12 of us were in that class. To be honest I didn't really enjoy this class. One was because we were all in that class we spent more time talking than actually learning. I normally did pay attention in the other classes.  Whilst I was in a mid conversation with Nikki, the teacher decided to talk.

We were all sat round near the back.

"Right everyone. Pay attention." Mr Rivers said.

Mr Rivers was a really nice teacher who was so chilled. He was quite young maybe in his mid 30's. All the girls were swooned over him. But Nikki, Sam, Taylor and Jo kinda got over it.

"Okay so as you know we are doing English Language. This is where we look at how a text is presented to us and what it is trying to say."

"So like interpreting sir?" Luke a boy in our class asked.

"Yes Luke. Well done. It can also be done through videos. Watching interviews looking at body posture, how the person speaks etc. This is what your next project is." Mr Rivers said. Urgh I hated doing Projects I got paired with the others or some weirdo.

Sounds of groans and cheers were heard.

"And to make it even more exciting, I have picked your partners."


"Jo and Charlie. Barclay and Lucas. Nikki and Reece. Tom and Sam. Taylor and Jake. Casey and Chris."

He carried on going through the list until he said my name.

"Last but not least James and Ruvini."

"Who?" I asked.

"Ruvini" He said as he pointed to a girl who had black wavy hair with bold dark brown eyes. I knew I was staring as she made her way over. I watched her every move as she sat down next to me in the seat Casey had taken before.

"Ow!" I screamed as I was pinched. I looked to see it was Jo.

"Stop staring." she whispered.

"S-s-so I-if you want I can do the project and just give you stuff to say." She said nervously. Was she scared of me?

"No. We can do it together. Im not like those people who just sit back and watch the other." I said very truthfully.

"Oh ummm o-okay. When shall I come over?" She questioned me.

"You can come tonight about 5?" I asked.


"Here give me your phone so I can give you my number." I said as I placed my hand out.

She went into her bag and handed me her phone.

After typing in my number and texting myself, I handed it back.

"Oh guys! I almost forgot. This project is the last one so its 50% of your final grade." Mr Rivers said.

"Looks like we will have to work really hard." I said.

The bell went and everyone started to leave.

"Yup. I gotta rush to my art class. Mrs Jones is a bit harsh. Bye. Ill see you later." With that she left. Wow she was beautiful.  

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