F.O.B ? Part 2
Thursday, August 30, 2012 | 0 comments
Things I know about Seth
Sun bleached hair. Hazel eyes. Sunburned skin. Awesome. Cool. Outgoing. Sporty. Dork. Immature. Doophes. Always make me laugh. Always teach me something dangerous. Always pinch my arm. Always dared me something that could kill me sometime. He fell down from stairs once. He wore Superman costumes when he was in third grade for trick o treat. On and on and on..
I dropped my pen as Seth swiped the book and his face frowning and give a funny face.
"What the on and on and on ? Dork ? And Superman costumes ? Blimey ! " Seth said little loud that make Ian and Damian laugh histerically. I just smiled and shrugged.
"Guys, third grade okay ? It's like when I was nine. Unlike Ian , he even poo-" Seth stop as Ian shive his hand on Seth mouth that make Seth muffling. Ian smiled nervously at me "Oh that's nothing Alex, maybe he just talk about that time when I was trying to put some chili powder in his birthday cake" Ian rambling.
"Chili powder ! That's awesome !" I roared out a laugh that make my stomach ache and watery eyes. Nearly everyone in the cafeteria glanced at us.
I look at Seth that was pulling Ian's hand down his mouth. "Dude ! What the heck ?" He smirked at him. Ian just give a half- shrug.
"Nice one Ian !" I gave him a high five.
"Whatever" Seth give me a small pinch on my arm and I slapped his hand.
"Ouch ! No no no pinch anymore !" I kicked his legs under the table. There, a kick-a leg-under-the-table-wrestling just begin untill Ian screeched.
"The bell ! Ringing " Ian announced, he was right the bell was ringing . I dropped my tray in to the bin, lugged my beg on the shoulder and straight to my locker.
"You go first, I'll come back later. I hate to pick something up on my locker." I waved at Seth. He just nodded and walked away. I quickly ran to my locker, spun the dial and popped it open. A piece of note fluttered down. With a curious feeling, I was about to unfold it untill a cold voice clearing throat poke my head.
Slowly, I look up and screeched. "Eeeeeek ! Mrs Laura what are you doing here ?" I asked.
"What are you doing here ?" She folded her arm on her chest. She clicked her high heels on the floor tiles that echoing through the hallway. I looked to the right and left and I just realised that the hallway was pratically empty! I late for English already. And now here comes trouble groped my back.
"Uhhh I just want to pick up my English books! " I said nervously while grab a thick fat textbook on the top shelf and shove it into my bag.
"Why can;t you take it before the lunch? : She wiggled her eyebrows. I let out a huge sigh. Without waiiting for my answer, she took out a yellow notepad, scribbling something on it, ripped it off and passed it to me and I know what is it. Detention slip. Seriously ? Can my life get any worser ?
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