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Chapter 7- Photoshoots.....Euck!

Rain's photoshoot pictures^^^
Chapter 7- Photoshoots....Euck!!

I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"Rain, you can not keep acting out like this" Mrs. Doyle lectured me.

"I'm not acting out"! I defended as I looked up at her as I was sitting in a desk and she stood in front of her desk.

"Rain is their something going on home"? She asked.

I bit my lip.

She sighed "Do we need to put you back into therapy and counseling"?

"No!" I blurted to fast "I'm just under a lot of pressure" I admitted and fidgeted with my hands.

"Rain if your grades keep coming like this-".

"Hey Mom" Neil said as they whole gang walked in.

They apparently help Mrs. Doyle after school for community service or something.

"Hey kids" She smiled "Just get to work" then turning back to me.

"Grades up, and behaving in class" She narrowed her eyes at me.

I nodded and stood up, and slung my backpack over my shoulder.

"Miss Thompson" Mrs. Grave; my principal said as she walked in "Sit down".

"Right, when I thought I was a loud to leave hell" I muttered and sat back down.

"You have a make-up test to do" She said and placed a piece of paper on my desk "Complete it, then you may go home".

It's already 2 and school ended.

She walked out and I scanned over the paper and grabbed a pen from my backpack.

"See this is a test, I'm going to fail" I pointed out to Mrs. Doyle.

She shook her head.

History of Arts is basically music for us.

I went threw it and did it without a problem surprisingly.

Mrs. Doyle raised an eyebrow.

I shrugged "It was just a bunch of music notes that you had to read".

"Do you play an instrument"? She asked.

I nodded "Piano, when my mom taught me. But haven't played in awhile it just kind of stuck" I shrugged.

"Oh, so you're a pianist" Reece said.

"Was" I corrected "I actually had auditions for art schools but just quit".

I quit because my mom was gone for 2 years by that point and my dad was to pressuring.

"You want me to do anything before I go"? I asked Mrs. Doyle.

"If you could go grab the vacuum, that'd be great" She said.

"Where is it"? I asked.

"In the cafeteria" She said.

I groaned "That's across the building"!

She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Fine" I muttered "I'm never offering to do anything again".

"Ryker go with her" Mrs. Doyle instructed.

I groaned again.

"Let's go princess, I'll get it so you don't break a nail" Ryker smirked walking over to me.

My eyes widened and jaw dropped "I'd watch it Anderson".

"The only thing I'm going to watch is your ass" he winked.