Brad Pov

She was gorgeous. Her brown hair and pretty brown eyes, but I couldn't let her distract me. I walked into the school and walked to my first class of the day. I walked in and took my usual seat in the back.

"Goodmorning class." Mrs.Needleshire said in her peppy british accent. We got along very well because we both are from England.

"Goodmorning." The whole class said in unison.

"Alright. We are going to work in our notebooks today. Sections 2-3 in the textbook. The instructions are on the board. You have the whole period." She said as she went to get the textbooks from the back counter.

"Man, this is so boring." I said as I rolled my eyes and popped in one of my headphones.

"Who are you telling! I really don't know any of this shit!" Connor said as he laughed and put his headphones in his ears.

While everyone was writing I was texting. I texted James who was across the room from me. I sent him a picture of Jennifer Lawrence's nudes. His eyes went wide and a laugh escaped my lips.

"Mr.Simpson!" Mrs.Needleshire exclaimed. I looked at her with my hands over my mouth and sunk down in my seat.

"Sorry." I said through my hands. I'm pretty sure that came out as a jumbled up word.

"May I speak to you outside?" Mrs. Needleshire said as she pointed at the door. I slowly got up and I felt everyone's eyes on me. I stepped outside and waited for Mrs.Needleshire.

"Bradley. What is wrong with you?" She said as she closed the door and leaned up against the wall waiting for me to reply.

"What do you mean ?" I asked. I wasn't running a fever so I didn't know what she was talking about.

"Why don't you ever try to learn and pass your classes?" She said as she looked at me. Her stare was intense, but her expression was gentle.

" I don't know. Skateboarding is my life. I think that skateboarding takes a lot of time to make everything right and percise. I do more with skateboarding than anything else." I said as I scratched the back of my neck as I studied the tiles on the floor.

"Well I think you should get a tutor. I will help you find one. The tutor sign-ups are in 2 weeks. We will find one then." She said as she waited for me to look up.

"But what if I don't want a tutor. What if I want to fail." I whimpered.

"Oh but Bradley that's not an option. I may be your teacher but I am your aunt and I will make sure you pass." She said as she folded her arms and tapped her foot.

"Aunt Sarah, let's be honest here. Do you really think I would do better with a tutor?" I asked. I didn't think I would do better with any help honestly.

"Yes I do. You will get a tutor and that's final. I will make sure you get one." She said, and with that she walked back into the classroom. Aunt Sarah was my mom's younger sister. She had long blonde hair and blue eyes too. Today she wore a white dress shirt, black dress pants and heels.

I walked back in class and sat in my chair. I waited for the bell to ring so I could skip second period and go skating with the boys.

Audrey Pov

My first class of the day was AP World History 2. I enjoyed history. Except for this one class.

"So class does anyone want to share their presentation with us?" Mr.Baldwin asked. My hand shot up in the air.

"Okay. Anyone else besides Audrey?" He asked again. I sucked my teeth and put my hand down.

"Ahh, Amanda, I see you want to go." He finally said as he scanned the class.

I rolled my eyes at Amanda. She hated me ever since Kindergarten. In kindergarten she stole my juice box and crackers , so I was hungry all day because the teacher didn't have extras. I still think that was bullshit to this day. Then there was the time in 5th grade when she tripped me at the awards ceremony. Then there was this other time in 8th grade she threw the school's "mystery meat" at me. I reeked of beef and mold for a week. She made my life a living hell.

She started to present her report she wrote on philosophers. The essay was complete shit. Not to mention she reads like a toddler. By the time she was finished the bell rung. I gathered my stuff and headed to second period. My second period was art. In Ms.Smith's art class all we did was sit in a circle and paint whatever was in the middle. Today we painted a bowl of fruit.

A bowl of fruit.

Second period went by faster than I thought it was going to go. I made my way through the crowd towards my locker. I opened my locker to put my stuff in and get my lunch money. I was at my locker for about 5 minutes trying to find my lunch money.

"Man , I know I put my money in my wallet. Or did I ?" I asked myself as I questioned everything I did this morning. Just then I heard a laugh coming from down the hall.

"Alright man, I'll catch you later." The guy said as he turned the corner. I soon realized it was Brad, but I tried to play it off like I didn't see him. I continued to rummage through my bookbag.

"Ugh, come on. I know I had it this morning." I said out loud.

"Lose something?" A voice said behind me. I looked up and saw it was Brad.

"Yeah, actually I did. I lost my lunch money. Have you seen it." After that response I face palmed. Brad just tilted his head and chuckled.

"Well if you want we can go sit in the courtyard and split this PB&J sandwich I have." He offered as he held up a brown lunch sack.

" Sure. Thank you." I said as I smiled at him. He nodded and smiled back. We started walking towards the courtyard. We found a nice tree to sit under because the sun was beating down on us.

"So why do you skate?" I asked as he handed me the half of PB&J sandwich.

"Well I skate because I like the feeling of being free and skating frees me. It makes me feel like I'm someone important." He said as he took a bite out of his sandwich and took off his beanie. His hair was dark drown and curly. It was perfect for just coming out of a beanie. I never thought he would be the one to feel like he was chained.

"Well what about you? What did you do to Amanda that made her hate you so much?" He asked as he sipped his Dr.Pepper.

"How do you know she hates me?" I asked as I rolled my eyes and took a bite of the sandwich.

"Everybody knows. So are you going to tell me or what?" He asked as he smirked.

"I didn't do anything really. All I did was take the best sleeping mat in Kindergarten. It's not my fault she had a diaper fail before nap time. I honestly didn't know kindergarteners could hold grudges like that." I said as I shrugged as I finished my half of the sandwich. He laughed and looked at me.

"We should hang out more often." He said with a smile.

"Lunch Buddies?" I said as I stuck out my pinky and gave him the cheesiest smile I could do.

"Lunch Buddies." He said with a cheesy smile too. He wrapped his pinky around mines and we shook.

Bradley is in the description.

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