Chapter 2: Chapter Two: The Brother
A knock came to the outer door. Leaving the stall, I sniffled up the little pride I had left, and put my phone into my rear pocket. 'At least my butts dry,' I whispered to myself. Opening the bathroom door, Josh stood there.
Quickly he swooped in to hug me, dropping his bag. 'Your makeup, it's all a mess!'
I pulled him inside the bathroom.
'Sarah, I'm a guy, I ca-' he looked at me, I was destroyed mentally. Simply he patted my back and grabbed his bag. He then pulled out a spare t-shirt. 'Change into it, make sure to tuck it in too, I don't want anyone touching you. Tell me who needs a beating.'
Taking the shirt, I nodded. 'Thanks bro,' I wiped my tears with my arm.
He left the restroom.
Turning to face the stalls again, I heard security chasing him. He's a good brother. Putting my wet clothes in a ball like form, I decided to leave my face a mess. 'Maybe others might think I'm scary,' I playfully scratched at the mirror. 'Rawr.'
Leaving the restroom, I walked to my locker, crammed my clothes inside and closed it. Looking at the map, I noticed my next class was close, good for me. Upon entering, the teacher popped from around the corner, scaring me.
'Boo!'
Jumping, my heart raced. 'Why!?'
He laughed, 'This class is perfect for you,' he pointed to an empty desk in a group of four. taking my seat, I placed my bag down. 'What class was this again?' When it came to picking electives, I choose random ones. Looking around the room, I believed I was in theater, but not in...the theater room. 'Excuse me mister!' I raised my hand.
Scaring another student, he turned to me. 'Yes miss?'
'Is this theater?'
'Why yes it is.'
Hearing that response, I regret not overlooking my schedule. My brother told me my teachers name and marked their classes for me, probably becasue he knew I'd get lost.
After three long minutes of him scaring students, my table now had four of us, me being a part of that.
Walking to the front of the room, the teacher sat on the desk upfront. 'Oh my wonderful students. Thy show the absolute promise in talent. In retur' I shall share my name, Mr.Carrot.'
What kind of last name is, well, Carrot.
'As everyone's first assignment, I want you to get to know one another. Become acquaintances, comrades, partners in crime!' He raised his fist, as if he were giving a speech to boost our moral. Going silent, he sat there silently, watching us all with a smile invading his face.
My table had three guys, and then me. One of them decided to speak first.
'Well since no one else is speaking, I'll introduce myself. Names James.' He looked like a greaser. Hair slicked back, a dirty blonde. Leather jacket and a white t-shirt. I think the design was after a band.
The guy beside me snickered. 'Oh I'm not about to be shown up! Names Jackson. Need help, Jackson got you!' He pointed at himself with both his thumbs, accompanied by a great grin. His look seemed appropriate. With messy bed hair, brown like his hazel eyes, his clothes was also a simple jeans and a collar shirt.
'Names Samuel.' The last guy was quiet, must've been shy, or like your stereotypical goth, he hated us. His black hair loomed over his right eye. He had beautiful blue eyes. It was like staring out into the ocean on a clear sunny day.
They all three looked at me. 'And what about you?' James pointed.
Raising my head to him, he sunk into his chair.
'Don't hurt me,' he slightly raised his hands.
Remembering I messed up my makeup, I quickly stood and bow, apologizing.
The class glanced at me to just return conversating amongst themselves.
Sitting I cleared my throat. 'I'm Sarah North,' I greeted them with a warm smile.
'As in, younger sister to Josh North.'
'How'd ya know?'
Jackson butted in, 'I heard he beat up some kids not to long ago today. Making them cry before him.'
I face palmed, 'Oh yeah, that's him.'
'Do you know why he did it,' Samuel seemed intrigued now.
'They're bullies. They had it coming.' My expression went cold.
Clapping his hands, Mr.Carrot grabbed our attentions. 'Ok class, now let's talk.'
Class went on, nothing intresting happened. When over, the rest of the day was uneventful. Then time came to leave. Once dismissed, I made my way to the parking lot, sat on the hood of the car and played games on my phone while I waited. 'Where is that idiot!' I looked up from my phone, a administration member stood infront of me. I covered my mouth. 'Sorry miss!' I mumbled through my hand.
She laughed. 'It's all right.'
A wave of relief submerged me.
'I did want to ask you a question.'
'Yes Miss?'
'Are you Ms.North?' She was holding a clipboard. Names perhaps.
'Did I get in trouble?' I panicked a "little". 'My first day and I already messed up!' I pulled at my hair.
'Not you, but rather your brother. He'll be held in detention today, but he said his actions were provoked. Could you provide insight? He's normally a behaved kid.'
'I mean,' I bit my lips, looking to my left.
'Don't lie, he may get punished worse. He did beat up some kids today afterall.' She pointsd her pencil at me.
'Gulp.'
'Gulp?'
I sighed. 'Ealier this morning, I did get picked on and bullied by some kids-' and I went on explaining to her all that happened.
'Thank you for telling the truth. We'll let your brother come out early, but his actions won't be overlooked.' Turning, she began to walk, then stopped, 'And remember, we can help you if you just tell,' she headed back to the building.
That idiot. 'Now I have to wait for him to leave detention to go home.' Pulling out my phone, I saw a Starbucks was nearby. 'Guess I'll head over there.' Sliding on the hood, I checked my bag to see if my wet clothes were inside still and my wallet. Both checked, I made my way to Starbucks. 'At least something will make today delightful.'
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