ViaI quickly clean myself up and wash my hands. After washing my hands, I fix my hair and clothing, feeling relieved.I check myself in the mirror before leaving. "Damn, I'm so stupid," I mumble to myself while splashing water on my face. I dry my face and gaze at my reflection a little longer, frustrated.Walking out of the restroom, I slowly make my way back to the kitchen, a bit downhearted."You need some real excitement in your life," Kol's words echo in my mind, making me ponder.God, what have I done?"I'm sorry I took so long, I hope you didn't have to wait too long," Mr. Thorne apologizes, and I shake my head, feeling a bit nervous.He appears composed, eerily calm, almost as if he wasn't engaged in phone activities in my backyard."It's all good," I sat down. "I was just about to say the same thing anyway." I pick up my pencil, focusing on the paper in front of me.I tackle all the problems diligently. Before I realize it, I finish the second page of math work. "I'm done,"
ViaWe've been playing this for eight fucking years, and they never fucking learn.The game goes like this: someone makes a shake, making sure to put random, disgusting ingredients in the blender. Once everyone has a cup, people have to decide whether to drink it or not.Whoever doesn't drink it has to complete a dare given by the ones who drank the shake. I grab the hose and prepare for them to come back.Once I see them, I instantly spray them with the hose. "Run faster, come on!" I yell, smirking as they groan and stumble.Kol complains, "You're making us do this when it's fucking hot. It's disgusting." He wipes his forehead and grimaces."Who were the idiots that decided to challenge me?" I question, raising an eyebrow as they all roll their eyes and run down the block again. "Two more left, let's go!""You're torturing them," I hear Mr. Everhart say, and I mentally facepalm."Yes, I am. So what?" I turn around, seeing Mr. Montgomery, Mr. Beaumont, Mr. Everhart, and Mr. Thorne. "W
ViaWe all leave the house, and they all take off their shirts.As my teachers strip, I see all the tattoos on their upper bodies. They are almost fully covered in ink and very fit.Talk about a girl's wet dream—Yeah, these images aren't going to help the next time I'm in class.I look over at Justin, and he winks at me with a smirk. Yeah, I guess you're attractive in your own way, Justin—I just roll my eyes and signal for them to step on the front lawn. "I bet you all regret wearing jeans right now," I say, pointing to the red cups they're holding with a mischievous grin."Pour it on yourselves," I tell them, and they hesitate, looking unsure. "Come on, you agreed to this," I say with a teasing tone, and they pour the shake on themselves."This smells bad and feels thick. How did you even drink this?" Mr. Beaumont asks, wrinkling his nose, and I shrug nonchalantly."Stop asking questions and start running," I say impatiently. Justin is the first to pour it on himself and start runn
Via"You're hiding something. What the fuck are you hiding?" Kol asks me, narrowing his eyes. I shake my head, avoiding his gaze."Nothing, I'm just tired," I say as I open one of the windows of my bay window, feeling the cool breeze."Don't lie to me, I can read you like a comic book, Via," he says, crossing his arms."Fine. I did something bad," I admit, biting my lip. He nods, leaning in."Continue," he urges, and I sigh, feeling the pressure.I feel comfortable and safe telling anything to Kol. I've known him for a long time. The only problem is that this subject is very hard to talk about with him."Very bad," I say, stalling because of how nervous I am, fidgeting with my hands."Stop stalling and fucking tell me," he demands, tapping his foot impatiently.Here goes nothing....I take a deep breath. "Yesterday, during my tutoring lesson, Mr. Thorne got a lot of texts and calls." He nods for me to continue, his expression curious. "I decided to be a little curious.""If you don't
Sebastian"I'm not interrogating you," she says, taking a bite of her chocolate pastry, her eyes searching mine for answers. She leans back, trying to appear casual."You're lying to me," I say, closing my notebook with a slam, my frustration evident. "Stop beating around the bush and ask me what you really want to ask me," I place my pen down firmly, my voice edged with irritation. I glare at her, daring her to come clean."Can we have sex?" she blurts out, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she fidgets with her napkin. She avoids my gaze, her voice shaky."What?" I question, caught off guard by her sudden request. I raise an eyebrow, stunned by her bluntness."Amanda said that sex helped her and Alexander get closer a few years ago, and I want to do it," she explains hurriedly, her words tumbling out in a rush. She looks desperate, her eyes pleading.She's taking advice from Amanda? Seriously? The same girl who messed up my best friend by walking out on him? The same girl who
SebastianI walk next to her but not straight on.I don't want people to misunderstand my relationship with Ms. Hawthorne. She's my student and my friend's son's girlfriend. It'll stay that way, so I don't give a damn about people's guesses. I keep my distance, not wanting any rumors to start.I could get fired."Hey, Via," Justin shouts, and his friends leave. Via ignores him and keeps walking, her steps quickening slightly.He actually did stuff with another girl and has the guts to call Via baby? What a loser."Hi, Justin," she says, looking up from her phone this time, a faint frown forming on her face."Oh, hey," she says, nodding, and heads into her physiology teacher's class, her expression indifferent.She totally ignored him. She didn't pay any attention to him, and I can't help but smile at that.Good for her.I try to head to my class, but Justin walks up to me, blocking my way.What does this kid want now? "Why were you walking my girlfriend to class?" Justin's voice is ac
SebastianI hand her the essay, and she checks it, her brow furrowing slightly. Her paper had a few fixes, but it wasn't too bad."It just needs some work," I say, shrugging, my voice tinged with mild disappointment.She turns to Kol, maybe to talk about the essay, but then stops, her gaze freezing on him for a moment. She slowly goes back to her laptop, her fingers tapping the keys with a hint of nervousness.Her face gets serious, her lips pressing into a thin line.What happened between her and Kol? Why aren't they talking? Why does she seem so sad?"I'll do better," She starts typing on her computer, her voice tinged with determination, her eyes focused intently on the screen.I look at Justin and Kol, and they both shrug, their expressions unreadable.She was okay when we talked on the stairs. What happened so fast?Part of me wants to ask her, but we're not that close and we never will be. Besides, she hates me and I can't change her mind.Especially when I don't even know why s
ViaI didn't know what to say. I needed to finish my community service hours, but I ain't artistic and ain't got no talent for it."I don't know I-" She interrupts me again, tapping her foot impatiently."Before you say no, you'll get a record of your completed community service hours after helping organize school events," she says urgently, wringing her hands, her foot tapping impatiently.I couldn't refuse. Not when I could really help her out. "Okay, I'll do it," I agree, and she nods, relief flooding her expression."Great, then I'll talk to your cheer coach about the plans, and we'll go from there," she adds, and I nod in agreement, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders."Now go to lunch. You don't want to be late or miss out on eating," she advises, smiling warmly as she takes out her lunch box, her relief evident."Thanks again, Ms. See you Friday," I say as I leave her class, offering her a grateful smile.I put on my AirPods and start walking down the hall, checking my phone