When's Things Gonna Change ?

Chapter 1: Just like Any Other Day

Once again John is way too early for class. He drags his feet towards the familiar desk with doodles and sketches drawn in a thick black marker pen. He glances around. Nothing but boring people having uninteresting conversations. They are like mindless robots doing the same darn things every day! Argghhhh when is Simon going to get here? His lesson is all the way on the other side of the school. John groans as he takes his seat. His eyes continue to dart around. Black boards with chalk stains left from the previous class. Dark spots on the ground from bubble gum. Random eraser parts scattered on numerous desks.

As John murmurers to himself. He scrunches up a random piece of paper turning it into a ball in the palm of his hand. He sluggishly lays his arms on the table resting his head against them as he stares out the window. His thoughts distracted by the beauty of outside. The leaves dancing under the wind. Squirrels emerging to see the beauty of the sunlight glistering through the autumn breeze reflecting from the trees. Acorns can be seen glimmering from the rays of the sun. He drifts off slowly mesmerized by the beauty of nature. Just as his eyes fall into a slumber, he begins to close his eyes as he falls in the tenderness of deep sleep.

SLAMMMMMM!!!!!!

John jolted up with shock and surprise. His eyes now wide open. In front of him stands a familiar boy skimming his teeth at him. John kisses his teeth loudly, " WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU CUSE?!!!!!"

"I was about to have the greatest sleep you fool," he snarled at the boy,

"AWWWW was little Johnny having a good sleep," he says while snickering,

John glared at him but also gave him a grin as he swiftly slapped his head. WHACK!!! It echoed nicely in the quiet room. Simon was not pleased at all. Every eye in the room converted their glaze in the direction of the noise. Simon tried to retaliate but John was way too slick and smooth for him to return the attack. Each hand slid calmly over John's head. John sent a wink and a smirked each time Simon missed. This aggravated him even more. In the mist of it all footsteps were fast approaching. They differ from soft steps to quickened confused ones. They eventually stopped at the door. The door opens.

In the distance of the two boys playfully fighting. John glances at the door, right in the middle of the slightly heated battle scene with his mate. He stands. Body helplessly still. His heart beating randomly. Goosebumps are sent all around his body like electric signals. Eyes wide fixated and shocked at the figure in the doorway. She makes her way to the teacher's desk as she looks around shyly at the class as its slowly begins to fill up with more students. She moves with so much grace and quicken her pace as if she didn't want to draw too much attention to herself.

Unaware of Johns surrounding he still stood amazed at such beauty he was seeing. John is in total gobsmacked. Her hazel eyes. Soft flowing curly hair dropping so gently on her hip. Looking like an angel in the sunlight. Her lips, small yet juicy. Wow! She looked incredible. These thoughts filled John's mind. While he was distracted a nice hot hand hit him right in the face. It flushed red from the handprint, but he didn't notice the pain rising from his cheek.

Chuckles can be heard in the background. John shy' s aware from the laughter around him but he doesn't stop glazing at the stunning girl standing at the front of the classroom. Until, Simon jumps in his view and takes him a back. John step backwards away from him. Simon still grinning widely as he jokingly punches Johns arm.

"you okay bro?"

"I just hit you and you didn't flinch, you good yeah?" his voice trails off as John regains his focus.

"yeah, yeah I just got a little......" he stuttered out.

"distracted..." he pauses as he bites his bottom lip.

"You're acting really strange. "

John gulps unsure what to say next. He gave Simon the look. Seeing this he knew immediately what that look suggested. Simon pulled him over and they started to whisper. Their nosey audience becomes less interested and continues with their own separate conversations.

"hey man, what's got into you lately?"

John uses his eyebrows to direct the point he was making. He didn't say anything but blush some more. As he continued to avert his eyes from the front moving them up and down embarrassed, in case his eyes made contact with the mysterious girl at the front. Simon looked at where John was shyly glancing. A smirk began to emerge from Simons face, with it he gave John a goofy lovey dovey look. He held up his hand in a heart shaped and made smooching noises.

"Oooooooo John, I want to feel your hands on mineeeeeee,"

"let me hold you tight," Simon mocks as he giggles and snickers.

John throws the balled-up paper directly at his face.

"OWwww."

John laughs innocently.

"Awwww did a little paper ball hurt you?"

They both look at each other and burst out laughing hysterically. John slamming his hands on the desks equally causing amusement to Simon as well. John looks back at Simon again and they burst out laughing even more. Simon gradually falls back on his seat not even realizing his chair going back with him as well. The last look John saw on Simons face was of confusion and fear as he tries to grab onto the far from reach table. His arms flailing like a crazy monkey. John couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. Out of the blue all that can be heard is the most outrageous snorted laugh.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA...........snort snort....HAHAHAHAHA... cough cough" He wheezes as he tries to contain and control it. But it was no good. Likewise, with his fallen comrade, he was on the floor tears streaming down his cheeks. Laughing and wheezing so hard. They both sounded incredibly bad like they were choking on the air that was meant to help them breathe.

"AHEM, JOHN AND SIMON ARE YOU TWO QUITE FINISHED?" a strong and stern voice interrupts their laughter.

They slowly dimmer down and quietly apologise to their teacher.

"Well class let's begin; I would like to introduce a newcomer into this class. So be nice. Would you like to tell everyone your name?" she gestures for her to speak.