PART TWO (Jonathan's view)
Pain and embarrassment. Two things that were not unfamiliar to me, and that's what I was feeling. As I walked down the corridor, I looked out for the guys, my friends. I dream of the day when I get my revenge on all the bastards here at this jail-like school. Picking up the pace, I had the feeling that the guys were in the music room. The one place where them and myself are in a slight piece of salvation from hell that is high school.
So I started to make my way to the music room. But as I did, I felt slightly guilty. Veruca. All she wanted to do was to help, but my self pride, or what I have left of it, took over. But where would she be? I need to say sorry or something. I stopped and turned around to go do exactly this, but I saw Ted and his pathetic followers with him in that direction. 'Shit! I guess I'll tell her in english' I thought. English was my and her next lesson, so that was the perfect time to do it.
The brown painted doorway of the music room was in my sight and only three doors away. Relief washed over me when I saw it. Opening the door, I saw that the guys were there. "Hey," I said and quickly shut the door behind me. "Hey man, are you alright?" Munky said from his seat in the back of the small yet cosy music room. That question made me think. 'Am I okay?' I thought. Hell, I was in high school. Of course I wasn't.
"I'll get by," I said as I took off my bag and placed it near the door. But I didn't added the word 'hopefully' near the end, cause the guys got harrassed as well and knew what I was thinking. However no way near how much I was. "So where's Veruca?" Head asked who was held a beer he must have snuck into school. "I don't know, " I started, "You guys wanna have a look at some new shit I've been working on?" I said to change the subject.
The song was called 'Shoots and Ladders' and was about nursery rhymes. I had gotten the idea from when I was over at Veruca's house and saw some old nursery rhymes books she had in a bookcase I slept next to. When I woke up the next morning, I had my daily nightmares from images and thoguhts I got from work. So I had to do something to get them out of my head.
Walking back to my bag, I opened it up to find my lyrics book. But when I did, I first found a plastic bag. I knew what was in it, and felt guilty for not handing it back earlier. It had Veruca's brother's clothes in it. But really, when DID I get the chance to? Letting go of the plastic bag and pushing deeper in to my school bag, I then found my lyrics book.
"Here you go, I'm just gonna go to the toilet," I said as I walked over with it in my hands and passed it to David. The guys anticipated in looking at my latest work. I could tell by the look on their faces as I left the room. When I came back, I had various mixed emotions going through me. Veruca was there. It seems that she was picking up her new musical instrument her father bought her. She played the violin. Veruca's mother told me this as she politely made me breakfast this morning. Something I would NEVER get from home, a home cooked breakfast.
When I walked into the room, Veruca smiled at me but didn't move from her seat next to Fieldy. I walked slowly over to the opposite side of the huddled group from Veruca. The guys and now Veruca were looking though my lyrics book. I didn't know whether to feel embarrassed or proud of my writings. Looking back at me moments later, Veruca said to me in a very sexy yet sweet voice, "I love your writings Jonathan." When she did, she gave me a smile that made my pants tighten. 'Shit!', I thought, 'I can't let everyone see me like this, all pussy whipped'.
Without a word, I left the room yet again. But I only walked outside of the room this time. I waited for my pants to loosen. But before I could go back in there, the bell rang for the next lesson to start. Even still, I had to get my bag. The guys and Veruca, who had a cheeky smile on, walked out of the room. "You''ll need this," Fieldy said as he haned me my bag. "Thanks, So I'll see you guys later?" I asked the guys. They all nodded. "Cool, see ya then," I said and started to walked off. I purposely forgot Veruca. But then I realised to her. I was being a complete prick, just like Ted was. Stopping in my tracks, I waited for her.
Running to my side, Veruca smiled. "Thanks," she said, "I'm sorry about before too. I should of--." "There's no need to be sorry. It's my fault," I told her as we walked to out English class. "So we're cool?" she said looking me in the face. "Yeah, we're cool," I said and gave her a slight smile. Sometimes I forgot HOW to smile. I rarely did it. The only times I did smile was around the guys. And now since I've met Veruca, I do it a tiny bit more.
Finally reaching our English class, Veruca and I got out our books. When I did, I remembered the plastic bag and pulled it out. "Here, this is... well your brother's,' I said as I handed it to her. When I passed it to her, she had a confussed face on, not knowing what it was. But when she opened it, she smile and gave me a hug. "Thank you," she said. Everyone outside the English class looked at me and gave the usual looks I get when they look at me.
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