The lesson seamed to drag on, when the bell went there was a wave of relief in my boy that I wouldn't have to spend another hour with Ashton chatting me up. He reminded me of Luke, this was not a good thing, to say the least. I knew that type of boy, especially because Luke followed on from our older brother Jace. They both thought the world revolved around them and that their devilishly good looks and boyish charm with get the through anything. Ashton's charm would have worked on any other girl, but not me, I was use to it. Picking up my bag I walk out of the room as quickly as I could and headed straight to mechanics. It was out of the school building its self and around the back where there was a work shop with a load of cars and bikes. The concrete floor was covered in oil and crusty mud. I walked in, slowing down from my speed walk as I went in.
"I think you've got the wrong class girly, catering is inside by the kitchens" A boy with pink hair that was holding a wrench and had oil down his left cheek.
"Don’t call me girly and I’m in the right place” I replied.
"Boys this is Gemma Hemmings, she's new, from England" someone said from around the corner, who I guessed was the teacher. "I expect you boys to be good, I’m going to talk to the head master about getting us new equipment, I’ll be back as soon as I can." he said walking out of the room. He was a stumpy man around him mid forty’s; his overalls were tied around his waist, with a gray t shirt that was stained with oil underneath.
"Overall’s are over there" the boy from earlier said. Pointing towards the back of a cupboard door were dark blue overalls were hanging up. I walked over putting my bag down and my jacket on top of it, pulling the overalls on. They smelt like sweat and oil, not to appealing. I tied my hair up and got to work. I was meant to be changing the oil tank on one of the old cars. I lay on the creeper and wheeled myself under the car. I had soon taken the oil tank out, get oil on my face but I didn't care, I was warm under the car and I soon started to feel the sweat on my face. I wheeled back out from under the car. The bright light burned my eyes. I got up and put the empty oil tank on the bench.
"AAA she did it man" one of the boys said. I span around and every boy in the work shop had gathered around my car, they had been watching me. Bar one that was under a car and wasn't paying any attention.
"Dang you Sam" said they guy from earlier handing over a 5 dollar bill.
"That’s what you get from betting max" Sam said placing the bill in his jean pocket.
"Have you guys been betting on me?"
"Don’t worry you pretty little head" said Sam turning back to the boys.
"You didn't thing I could do it, did you" I said walking over to the group of boys.
"No, none of us did, apart from me" Sam said turning around.
"Why did you think I could do it and none of the others did?"
"because, the first thing you picked up was a tool box and not the instructions, it seemed like you knew what you were doing" he smiled rubbing his oily hands on his overall sleeves that hung down by his sides, he had unbuttoned his overalls to his hips and he had taken his shirts off, leaving his toned tummy on full display.
"Sure you don't want any help girly" Michael said.
"Call me girly one more time and I will personally staple you mouth shut". I said looking at him with a disgusted look. There was an ooooooo from the rest of the boys.
"Ei ei ei, mami" a boy said in a Spanish accent. I turned away and walked back to the bench, I heard his foot steps behind me and span around and grabbed his hand that were pretending to grope my bum.
"If you want to have children in the future I suggest you stay away from me" I said letting go of his hands.
"Eyyyy feisty" he said and growled. Why couldn't I have gone to an all girl’s school so I wouldn't be surrounded by horny teen age boys all the time. I went back to work, well I went to try and find some of the tools that were missing. I walked over to the guy that was under the car.
"You're gonna need a spanner not a wrench to do that" I said looking in his tool box. He wheeled himself out from under the car. It was Ashton.
"Oh it’s you" I said getting what I need from his tool box and standing up.
"Nice to see you to, and no I need a wrench"
"No you don’t, it'll snap and then you'll have to use a filler, trust me" I said and walked off back to my car.
After break I had had another 2 hours of mechanics and it was now last period, I had English lit. I had found Luke at lunch, he had made friends with all the jocks, and already had cheerleaders wrapped around his little finger - not hard to believe. We both had the same English class. He also knew some people from it so he was going to walk with them; he was going to a diner after school with them so he said that he would meet me at home later. It was already back to normal, Luke was always popular, I had friends but I wasn't classed as one of the popular lot, back home. The bell went and I walked across the freshly cut grass towards where the English rooms were. I picked up my phone seeing a text from one of my friends back home asking me how it was going. I opened the message and began to type a reply.
"hey" a familiar voice said from behind me making me jump and drop my phone." sorry" he laughed, it was Ashton. I bent down and picked my phone up, wiping the grass off of my phone with the end of my jacket sleeve. "Is that a ru....what's with the scar" he said referring to the scar at the bottom of my back.
"I...it’s just a scar from when I fell when I was little” I said looked down at my hand and placing my phone back in my jacket pocket. I thought I had covered it, I obviously hadn't.
"Ok" he said unconvinced. He wouldn't have known what it really was, surly; I would have known if he was one of us, they would have told us. No, he's human, you can tell. Just leave it he wouldn't know about it. I couldn't shake the uneasy feeling that was carried with me and I walked with Ashton, the air was filled with silence. We walked to English not saying another thing. I guess he had the same class as me again. I went to the back and sat down, he sat next to me. The class began to fill up and soon every set was taken. The class had a black and white tiled floor and wood walls, three massive glass windows where placed on the right hand side and there were book posters all around the walls.
"Afternoon class" said a man in a brown tweed suite and matching brown shoes. He placed his brief case down next to his desk that was laden with papers. There was a black broad to the right of his desk that filled most of the wall. "This semester we will be looking at one type of book, we'll be look at the mortal instrument series; this is a sort of teen romance, supernatural, adventure, fantasy. we will be looking at these books because of the intriguing language they use and that face that they are the best selling book's for you age group at the moment and I want all of you to be interested. Their books are about shadow hunters, they are half human half angels that hunt demons. The mail characters Jace and Clary have a very complex relationship. we will be studding the first two chapters today and I would like you to explain in a five hundred word essay why it is intriguing, I also want you to read up until chapter 11 for next Wednesday" of all the books in the world he could have chosen, he had to chose that one, why that one. Luke look back at me and we exchanged looks. We wouldn't blow our cover, we couldn't, and it all depended on this.
The whole way through the class I and Luke exchanged nervous looks, even if someone found out they wouldn’t believe it, so there is nothing to worry about. I kept telling myself. I packed up my books back into my bag and got my keys out from the bottom of it. I walked out of the class and to where I had parked my bike. I turned the corner and found a group of boys including Ashton all handing around my bike.
"Do you mind" I said and they all looked up.
"This is yours" Ashton asked in a shocked tone.
"Yes it is"
"That’s hot" another boy said
"Very" Ashton agreed. I put my bag on my bike and grabbed my helmet from the handle bars, the boys all walked off discussing between themselves.
"So" Ashton said touching my arm.
"Your charm doesn't work on me"
"It will, how about you come back to mine and ill prove you wrong"
"Ha, no way"
"Why not, I won’t try anything, I swear"
"That doesn't mean anything" human promises meant nothing, they don't stand by them.
"I give you my word"
"Nope, sorry have to find someone else to satisfy you today"
"I said I wouldn't try anything"
"You said it doesn't mean that you won’t"
"I won’t". I shook my head and put my helmet on, getting on my bike, I started up the engine feeling a jolt beneath me, the engine purred and I pulled out of the parking space and out of the school. Ashton was starting to bug me, I knew he wouldn’t give up until he got what he wants, and he was exactly like Jace and Luke.