Chapter 6
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"*Laughs* You surely are a funny one" he said.
"Aa........I don't get that a lot" I said.
"Really?" he said with a smile.
"...........when will you leave my waist? Please put me down"
"But........... you look better like this" he said.
"Huh?"
"I'm just kidding" he said as he left my waist. I finally jumped on the ground.
"So....what are you doing? Is it your first time doing bars?" he said.
"..........Yeah, I know, I'm left with so many first times for so many things, I know I'm the worst, I know I'm just making fun of myself doing all this, I'm sorry I've never dated a girl, and I'm sorry I've never watched p**n and I'm so sorry for breathing the same air as you"
"...........Oh......kay...........In short, you don't know how to do it and you're single" he said.
"............Are you mocking me?"
"*Laugh* No, of course not, it's not you're fault you're single in fact loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better"
"........are you some kind of philosopher?"
"Ha ha, no, I'm just an athlete"
"Athlete? So, you're good at stuff like these bars?"
"Oh, that's a piece of cake" he said.
"You're saying that because you're good at it, I've never done it before” I said.
"But, that's easy, you'll be able to learn it if you put your heart to it, beginnings are easy, the thing is to finish the race"
"You're too positive for some reason"
"Well, there is light after every tunnel, don't you believe in that view point?"
"I stopped waiting for the life at the end of the tunnel and lit that bi*ch up myself"
"*laughs*damn..... you're interesting"
"..........You're weird..........If you think I'm interesting, then there's something wrong with your head" I said.
"Then, I prefer being weird" he said with a smile.
"*sigh*"
I surely met someone with a troublesome personality.
"Want me to help?" he said.
"With what?" I said.
"This thing" he said pointing towards the monkey bars " there's a trick how you do it, you can't just grab it and throw your body up"
"Really? I didn't know!" I said with an air of sarcasm.
Then, he jumped to reach the bar. He did a triple somersault and landed with an amazing back flip.
"Here? See, all you need is a simple trick to do it" he said.
".................Wow" I said LITERALLY GAPING at him.
"*laughs* Right?" he said.
"Did you learn it by yourself?" I said.
"Yes, by internet! This is a natural talent in a way. AH! I FORGOT!! I've got some errands to run!" he said "I was on my way when I saw you practicing here, I just toppled here to give you a hand. I need to go now or mom'll kill me"
"...yes"
"Jaden" he said.
"Huh?"
"My name, it's Jaden Smith, and you?"
"I'm....Kate Roberts"
"Kate, huh? That's a good name, I like it"
"What do you mean?"
"Gotta go now!! Oh and yes, Kate!"
"Yes?"
"Enjoy life, there's plenty of time left to be dead"
I just stood there, staring at the place where he was standing a moment ago
".............Idiot" I said and walked back home.
Next morning
"Kate!! You're not up already? You didn't even wake me up today!!! Mom is calling for breakfast! KATE!!" Anna said as she barged into my room even without knocking!
Yeah, I know she's a shameless bi*ch!
"What are you doing? Why are you lying on your bed as if you're half dead" she said as she glared at me.
"Don't mind me, I'm just lying here trying to figure out which muscle is not sore right now......" I said.
"HUH? WHAT DOES THAT-OMG!!!.......... YOU WATCHED THAT DVD????!!!" She said covering here evil grin.
"NO! I just....did some exercise last night" I said as I got up.
"Oh.......which kind of exercise??" She asked intervening her finger.
"It's nothing what you think it is, it has something to do with a pole"
"Which? The one between your legs or-"
"MOM!! ANNA IS-"
"-Jeez! I was just teasing you! What a whip! That's not sexy at all!! Now go have your breakfast!!!"
"IT WAS NOT SUPPOSED TO BE SEXY!!!!" I shouted.
"Kate!!! You're school bus is outside!! What are you doing?" Mom shouted from the kitchen.
"AH! s**t!! I didn't even pack my bag yet!!!" I desperately looked here and there for a pair of socks, my mathematics and chemistry book, my biology homework and a packet of potato chips, all at the same time. They were all lying on my bed with some cooking magazines and some other stuff.
Multitasking, you know, the lifeline of a teenager.
At last, I was so confused with my mother shouting at me in the background and random stuff thrown by me on my bed on which I was sleeping for the past 3 days (I just realized that) that I just grabbed my bed sheet and upturned it into my bag.
"There, this is called efficiency!"
Then, I ran towards my school bus.
At school
"Kya!!! Brandon!!! Good morning~"
"Did you watch that show Brandon?"
"Brandon, are you free after school today"
HUH!!! THIS NOISE!!! These are all the sounds I hear from my neighboring class as soon as I enter my class, and the reason for it is.....
YOU'VE GOT IT, BRANDON ROBERTS THAT-
THROB!!!
UGH!!!! AND CURRENTLY, I'M COMPLETELY SORE, THANKS TO THAT SMALL EXERCISE I DID LAST NIGHT!!! HEY, THAT WAS NOT SUCH AN INTENSE EXERCISE THAT IT'S GOTTEN ME LIKE THIS!! I JUST PULLED UP MY BODY WEIGHT ON A BAR!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I CAN'T PICK UP MY OWN BODY WEIGHT!!!
It's better to read something, where is that cooking magazine??
I ruffled some stuff in my bag when I came across the most horrific thought.......
My face took all colors ranging from red, green, blue until it finally turned white..........
One question:
I threw that DVD on my bed yesterday, right?
Then, today morning, I simply upturned everything on my bed sheet in my bag and now I have with me.......
THAT p**n DVD IN MY BAG AT SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-To be continued
Chapter 8
Do you remember the moments when you literally begged your parents to get you a phone, and then they promise to get it for you. Next day you get home from school, full of excitement to meet to your soulmate (i.e. Your new phone), when you find out that they bought a phone, but, it's of 'THE DINOSAUR AGE', remember the face you make at those times?
............It's the same with me............currently
Hey, I'm Kate Roberts, and I'm a high school student, I'm ONLY 16, and I brought an 18+ p**n DVD at my school, it's currently in my bag and I'm sitting inside our class for the home room, continuously praying that I get home safely somehow.
"Dear god, I believe in you, I know whatever you do, is for some good reason-"
"KATE!! THIS IS THE 5TH TIME I'M CALLING OUT YOUR NAME” Mr. Patrick, the teacher shouted.
"Present sir!" I said, completely unaware of what was going on.
The entire class started laughing and Mr. Patrick said "The attendance is long over!!! Come here and take your test paper!"
"Sorry sir, but I'm sure it will the best if you keep it with you" I said.
"Shut up and come here!"
Yeah right! After ALL THIS, I NEED MY TEST RESULT TODAY OUT OF ALL DAYS!!! GOD, PLEASE STOP RUBBING SALT ON THE WOUNDS!!!
I walked down to Mr. Patrick with a dejected face .He handed me the paper and said "You got 24%"
The class started laughing again.
"It's the highest score of your class" Mr. Patrick said.
SILENCE.......................
Everyone just stared at me as I went to my seat.
JESUS CHRIST!!! ANY DAY BUT TODAY!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE I SCORED THE HIGHEST!!
I sat down on my seat in the mixed emotions of trauma and happiness, you can imagine my expressions. Then, I stared at the ceiling, finding cobwebs or spotting for the tiniest insect present on the Earth, on the walls or on the floor. In short, my entire attention was everywhere except the whiteboard and the teacher.
Before I realized it, it was Mr. Warren's class, the "HISTORY CLASS!"
Everyone hates Mr. Warren, including me, wanna know why? There's a rumor that he's an EX-DELINQUENT! But rumors are just rumors, my reason for hating him is different, you'll soon find out why I hate him.
Mr. Warren entered the class and shouted "GOOD MORNING CLASS!!!"
"Go......od........morn....ning.....sir" the class said.
"Okay then, take out page number 65 and we'll continue from where we left the last time!" he said.
Good and now, here it goes...........
"......and so, during the french revolution, Napo-Mr Tedson......" he stopped in between and pointed out Johnny Tedson, who was busy with his phone, but, he had placed it on his lap, no way any teacher would have seen it, is what you must be thinking, okay, let's see what happens now.....
"Hey, Johnny" A girl beside him, said.
"A-ah! Yes sir" Johnny said.
"Please switch off your cell phone"
"But sir, I'm not using a cell phone"
"Do you take me for an i***t? Seriously! No one just stares at the crotch and smiles! You want me to confiscate it? You want me to?HUH??!"
"N-No"
"Good, then, switch it off!"
"Un...sir, can you please move over, I can't see the board" a girl said to Mr. Warren.
"ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT??" Mr. Warren said.
"N-No, not at all!"
"Then, shut up!"
"Yes!"
Jeez, I think it's fine now, no one's gonna peep into my bag, so, I'll be fine.
A DVD is no big deal!
Then, Mr. Warren reached my seat and said
"Where's your book?" he said bringing his face super close to mine.
"Uh...sir, it’s at home"
"And what is it doing there?"
"At least it is happier than me"
"HUH? WHAT DID YOU SAY?"
"Sir, can you please talk from a distance...." I said bringing my hands between us.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?"
Oh god! Isn't this s****l harassment? This is turning annoying, fine then, I'm not responsible for my actions from here......
"Sir, your breath stinks, did you eat dog s**t in your breakfast today?" I said.
The class started laughing.
"SHUT UP!!HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT?" He shouted.
"I just said what I was thinking" I said.
"GET OUT!!!"
I picked up my bag and left the classroom. Y'know what, whenever the teacher shouts "GET OUT!" it means, you won the argument. So, be proud of getting out of the class!
Okay, now....where should I go to cut this class? The terrace............or no, I'm sure I'll find that hoe there........then where?
I stopped in the hallway for a moment to think about where I should go.
. . .
Huh? How the hell did I become such an unclaimed material? I literally have nowhere I can go!
............Anyways, let's just go to the bathroom..........
I entered the bathroom and there I saw Harry Louverne and BRANDON JOHNSON!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!
It would have been better if I had gone to the terrace after all!!!
Un....lemme just ignore them and silently get out......
"Hey, Kate!!" Brandon, that ass (Brandon=that ass) said as he walked out of the bathroom, towards me “What are you doing?"
Okay, he was the last person I wanted to meet today!!!
"What are you doing?" I said.
"What do you do in the bathroom?" he said "Skipping class, of course"
"........not the normal business?" I said with a weird look on my face.
"Oh yeah! That too" he said with a smile.
"You mean urination?" Harry said, as got out of the bathroom pulling his zipper.
"*laughs* Why do you have to be so scientific at times like these? Just say we were peeing" Brandon said.
"I think......I should leave" I said and turned the other way.
- Writer
