Okay. Second chapter, this time I really tried to make it longer. Enjoy! Pssst…. Review & Subscribe plz!
So, here I was with Tina Walters, when suddenly a hand grabbed my shirt and pulled me up. Now, I'm not a skinny guy or short for that matter. If some person grabs me by the collar and is able to pull me up, I'd have to say, he's got some skill.
"Zachary Goode," Mr. Solomon says to me apprehensively.
"Hey there Mr. Solomon, how are you old chap?" I manage to ask with a perfect English accent.
Ignoring my question, Mr. Solomon goes right to what he was about to say, "Mr. Goode, I would advise you to stop fooling around," Mr. Solomon then glanced at Tina. "And start getting to class."
"Huh. I bet you're rig-"RING! "Woops, there goes the bell."
With an annoyed and angry expression on his face, Mr. Solomon abruptly started to walk down the hall to his class, and all I could do was follow.
"Bye, Zachy!" Tina decided to screech out with a high-pitched voice. Definitely will not talk to her again, I silently say to myself.
"Zachary, you had better not do this again. Please conduct your meetings, outside of school, next time."
"Yes, sir!" I reply with a salute, and then, suddenly we're in the Biology classroom.
As we walked in, conversations stopped, and fake kiss-ups corrected their postures. Mr. Solomon then went up to his desk and placed his messenger bag on his seat. As for me, I walked down the aisles full of tables and amble my way toward my very own seat. And, as I walked, girls attempted to give me flirty smiles, and guys high-fived me; but all I could do was stare at my science partner, Cammie Morgan. As I walked toward her, I saw her instantly look down and play with her lead pencil. A bit sad and hurt, I tried to maintain my composure.
"Move over, science partner," I manage to get out. As she looked up, a shocked face began to form, and her eyes clouded over. Seeing her so lost reminded me of back then, when we were five and I couldn't help but chuckle.
Back then, Cammie was always so… confused. Whenever a teacher called on her to answer a question, she used to hesitate and stutter. Luckily, I was always in her class back then, so I was able to divert the teacher's attention by doing something reckless that caused a lot of commotion. Whenever the teacher did scold me afterwards, at the corner of my eye, I always saw Cammie with a relieved expression that also contained a look of gratitude. So later on, when Cammie was still having those moments during class, I decided to help her out. When we walked together to each other's houses, I'd ask her a question based on the work we did at school, and if she didn't answer right away, she wouldn't get a lollipop. And soon afterwards, Cammie was up and at 'em , answering questions like she's been doing it all her life.
"Zach? Hello?" Quickly, I returned to the present. And there she was, Cammie Morgan, waving her hand in front of my face like it was nothing. Behind her, I could see a couple of girls whisper to each other and then giggle. So I did the only thing I could do, act popular. Instantly, I took Cammie's hand and jerked it back toward her.
"Never do that again, freak," Once I saw her wince, I realized that I was still clutching her arm. Internally, I slapped myself for doing what I just did. Why'd my big mouth have to go out and say something so… rude?
"It's your fault for spacing out, idiot," Cammie replied with a straight, unaffected face. By this time, I wasn't all that surprised that Cammie had no reaction. We've been like this since last year. Ever since that time, we've never spoken nicely to each other.
"Can you sit down now? You're getting really annoying and all I want to do is get this over with." Cammie muttered with venom. Inside, my heart felt like it was hit with lightning. All I could do was comply with her wishes. As I made my way to my seat, which was to the right of Cammie, her smell wafted toward me, and my senses ignited. That smell was so familiar, that my arms urged me to hug her. Restraining myself, I sat down, a bit peeved and guilty.
Overall, Biology class was a bore. And as the period ended, Cammie collected her books and ran out the door. It happened all the time, but today, it was different. I felt so lonely and sad. The problem is, I don't even know why I feel this…
So? How was it? This chapter was definitely harder than the last. I'm so happy with it so far, though! Anyways,iIs anyone else as happy as I am that the next Gallagher book is out? Please review and subscribe! =-)