Being a Salvatore

Chapter 4

After getting my schedule Stefan and I went to find my locker. "Your locker should be somewhere around...-" "Stefan," i began, cutting him off mid sentence. "Yea?" he asked. "you don't have to help me look for my locker." I told him. "but...-" he started to say before I cut him off again. "I can find it by my self Stefan. Now go to class, I don't want you to be late because you were helping me." I told him. I watched him as he turned and began to walk away. When Stefan stopped walking and looked back at me I made a shooing motion with my hands. "Go on, you can do it." I said in a baby voice. Stefan fake scowled at me and began to walk backwards. "yay!! good boy Stefan, you did it!" I cheered. Stefan laughed wile shaking his head at me, then, with a smile, turned so he was facing foreword, rounded the corner and walked into class. Smiling, I turned and continued the search for my locker. "oh here it is." I said before walking over and opening it. After taking out what I needed I dropped my bag inside my locker and slammed it shut. "Damn! What did that locker ever do to you?" someone behind me chuckled.