—fwb, part 17 ❀
As I was watching both of them fighting, I heard a door creak open rapidly. Already that I’m not the teachers’ favourite, I didn’t want to get even more in trouble. You could say that my reputation isn’t the best, but it isn’t to the point where I’m considered a bad boy. Sometimes, I enjoy bending the rules. I made a run for it. Not only had it been a while that I’d "been in the bathroom", I was bound to find myself face to face with the principal who would ask me why didn’t I put a stop to this or why I’m not in class. Guilt running through my veins, I made it back to the room I was in beforehand. I sat down quietly, trying my best not to even make the chair squeak. When I walked into the classroom, the teacher had her back facing the students, writing down some more information about the lesson. Once she turned around, she looked at me for a split second and went back to teaching. Relieved about the fact she didn’t say a thing, I payed attention for the rest of the time that was left. It was going by pretty slowly. Seconds felt like minutes, minutes like hours. The bell saved me from dying of impatience as I sighed and got up. I grabbed my books and took the quickest root to my locker to attempt to avoid any type of questions from Cameron. I hadn’t stumble upon her or Dean on my way which made me worried. Were they still in the principal’s office? They couldn’t of been in there for such a long period of time. I brushed it off and scurried off to the final period before lunch. I was mentally preparing myself to have to face her. Inside, I felt horrible. I know I should’ve backed her up, but at the same time, it would’ve made things worse. This was something she needed to face on her own.
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