Chapter 3
Kaitlyn’s POV
As
Parker races down the hall with me on his shoulders, I glance at the faces
around us. i got mostly jealous glares from girls who would pay anything to be
in my situation right now, a couple of math geeks who were quite annoyed to see
someone disturbing their study period and a bunch of teachers who couldn’t care
less about the disturbance happening.
Hey, It’s highschool. It’s pretty much a normal sight.
As
Parker drops me off at my next period, Physics(boring), he grabs his bag from
me and gives me one last reminder. “remember
Katie, life is too short to live it alone. Why don’t you try finding a
girlfriend this year, you know experience all those girls night out mani pedi
sessions you never had. “ typical
parker, always looking out for me “I have
girlfriends. I just don’t feel like doing all those things. They seem…
pointless. But fine, to prove to you that I can lead a fairly good social life
I suppose I could ask Alice to go with shopping with me this weekend” “alice?
That girl in who sits in front of you in English?” “Yes, that alice. Shes been
my lab partner for two straight years. And hey, she seems like a nice girl, you
know. Once you get to talk to her” parker then pokes my nose, a sign that
he has once again been defeated by moi. “
have it your way kitty kat. Anyways. 2 more periods and were home free. I heard
theres a new lunch lady so im dying to try out the food.” “you pig! Hah fine, go
on thenhistory is waiting.“ with a
quick hug and a punch in the arm for parker, it was time to get to class and we
departed ways.
“ hey Katie! Thanks for being my awesome bestfriend” with a smile, I reply
“and thanks for being mine!” “farewell
for now. For we shall see each other soon” “adieu to you my loving friend I
shall see you when the wretched bell sings its lovely tune” “I love you
bestfriend!” “And I too love you.”
Yes,
I admit. The way we say goodbye is quite cheesy. We made it up when we were
Grade school and it stuck ever since. After physics, I had two free subjects and
Parker had to take remedial classes in order to bump up his GPA. I
whipped out my phone and decided to rub it in his face.
“ hey there! How’s remedial going?”
A few seconds later he replied
“torture. I can’t believe this is actually legal”
“well, your fault you don’t study. Wait, aren’t you not allowed to
text during class”
“yea, but id rather text than learn about 19th century
Romanticism and Humanism. Whats past is past I don’t get why we have to linger
on about this.”
“if you were listening last year you wouldn’t be there in the first
place.
“well I’m sorry I’m not like you. Little Ms. Valedictorian with her
Stanford prelaw early admission scholarship and her multiple school academic
awards .”
“haha. Well you could have been the same if you actually spent all
of your high school focusing on actual school rather than date a multiple
string of girls and playing football 24 hours a day.”
“hey! Those girls were special”
“oh yea, name one.”
“well theres…uhm.. ok. You got me Katie. I promise to “study harder”
gotta go! Mr. Wayne is coming this direction. See you at lunch”
Hmph. Typical. Oh well, I guess I’ll spend the remainder
of this time listening to music and strolling around the school garden. This
garden was always special to me. It’s here where I spend endless afternoons
with Parker just goofing around and jamming on our guitars. It always had this
power to distract me and take me to another world. Well, I guess the Garden;’s
magic power was working way too well as I was too distracted with choosing
songs, I hadn’t noticed I was walking right into another student and before you know it I fell butt
first onto the soft green grass. “oh
terribly sorry, I guess I wasn’t watching where I was going. Oh, how daft of
me.” I look up and see this gorgeous
blonde haired Adonis. And he’s british too. Score! “ oh no, it’s okay. I was a little distracted o. Say, you’re new around
here aren’t you? I’m Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn Summers. And you are? “ I held out my hand and he shook it gently.
Wow. for such a big guy, he has such soft hands “Jacob,” he says “ Jacob
Kensington. Pleased to make your acquaintance. Yea, I just transferred here
from London cause of my father’s job. I’m wondering if you could help me out I
cant find my next class. Algebra is it?” “oh that’s in room 143. I’ll take you
there myself, I have free period so I don’t really have anything to do”. “will
you? Oh thank you kind miss. Say, are you free anytime next week. I need
someone to show me around the area” is he asking me out?? “well yea, anytime next week then” “jolly
good.well we better get going”.
As we walk down to
room 143, Jacob tells me a bunch of stuff about London and how he loves
America. Frankly, I couldn’t care less. His british accent is so adorable I
cant help but just stare at him. It’s like a feeling I never had before. I feel
so warm and happy inside. Wait a minute. Is this really what I think it is? Is
this my first crush? No freaking way. I need to tell Parker right away. This
cannot be. “well here I am, Algebra 101.
Thanks a bunch for taking me here Kaitlyn. I hope you have a lovely day” “yea,
you too. See ya!” and I walk back to
the garden recalling what just happened. “ugh,
High School. What have you done to me”.
Parker’s POV
How
much more of this do I have to endure? I mean, who cares what happened in the
19th century. i stare at the clock hanging above the whiteboard. 5
minutes more. 5 minutes more and I get to go to my favorite part of the school
day. Lunch. Even though I’m not that hungry after eating mrs. Summers’
chocolate chip pancakes, I’m more than happy enough to get out of class. Yea, I
probably should have worked harder last year. Maybe I wont be here and instead
I’ll be in the garden with Kaitlyn slacking off and spending free period just
relaxing.
*RING*
oh thank heavens! Yes! I grab my bag and bolt out the door. Freedom has never
tasted this sweet. Walking to my locker I see a familiar Purple Leather Jacket
and pounce on her back. “HEY KATIE” as
usual, she punches my arm “ PARKER! What
the? You almost gave me a heart attack” “hahah sorry my dear, I just needed to
relieve some stress. Come on! The lunch room awaits.” I sling my arm across her shoulder and walk to
the lunch room as I relate my morning experiences while she chews on yet
another pack of gum. I have to admit, it’s a pretty annoying habit but I guess
I have to live with it. She is my best friend after all.
“What? Mystery meat? We pay an enormous
tuition fee just to eat this?” When it comes to food, Me and Kaitlyn were
definitely separated at birth. “exactly. The
school board’s just using the money to build that new auditorium. Theyr’e even
taking down the music program just so they could build a new basketball court.“
She stops and looks at me with those
wide eyes and gives me her areyoufreakingkidding me look. “WHAT?!?!? Seriously? oh lord,
give me enough patience to not beat up these crazy people “ I knew it. You
see, Kaitlyn was Heathridge’s star violinist. When she plays, Everyone stops in
their tracks and listens. Without the music program, she couldn’t reach her
dream of becoming A violinist in Sydney’s famous opera house. I just silently
watched Kaitlyn rant on about how unfair the school system is. When it looked
like she was about to explode I did the only thing that can calm her down. I
grabbed her legs and slung her over my shoulder “Parker Ryan! You put me down this instant!” Don’t you just love it when she gets mad. “I’lll put you down once you calm down. “ after a few minutes she finally stopped
punching and kicking. “fine”, she
says in her calm voice,”let’s just finish
our lunch. We have the pep rally to get to after lunch”. Agreed.
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