I inadvertently jumped as the second bit of rubber in three minutes was thrown at the back of my head. There was only one guy behind me - I knew who it was. Jason Night. He was an absolute knobhead. Most of the time, I ignored him, this time, however, he was really pissing me off.
"What do you actually think you're playing at?" I said, as I swivelled round in my chair and turned to face him.
"Don't know what you are talking about," he said, letting a cocky grin play on the corner of his lips.
"Well, do it one more time and Darren will make sure you never do it again soon as lesson is over," I scowled and turned back round to listen to Mrs Brown chortle on about Electrolysis.
Darren was my long-term boyfriend. I'm 18 and he's 21, we've been boyfriend and girlfriend for the past two years without many lapses. If I wanted him to incapacitate loser behind me, he could, and would do it - no questions asked.
Darren is 6ft ish, very toned, has cute messy blonde hair and a smile that is to die for. If he was a little bit more intelligent, he would be the whole package. But, whatever, he suited me just fine right now.
The lesson was coming to an end and I was actually quite thankful that Jason hadn't thrown any more rubber at me, because, to be honest, I didn't really want to have to ask Darren to beat him to a pulp. But, just as I was about to reach for my bag, I felt the rubber flick against my neck.
I turned round and tried to look sympathetic, which wasn't really hard 'cause you have to feel sorry for anyone who's in trouble with my boyfriend and said "I did warn you," then casually walked out of the room, and ran straight into Darren's waiting arms.
It wasn't unusual for Darren to wait outside my classes. He spent a lot of his time outside on the football pitch, and didn't have many classes anymore, so he waited for me outside mine. He likes to get his fix.
"Hey babe," he said, and pulled my face to his for a kiss that was way too long and intimate for a public place. But he didn't care.
"Uh, hi," I said, when he pulled a way, leaving me a little breathless. What he lacked in the brains department, he certainly made up for in the "making me feel woozy with one kiss" department.
"Hey, Jason Night kept chucking stuff at my head in that lesson, d'ya think maybe you could make him think twice about doing it again, babe?"
"Sure," he said, and then gave me another way too long kiss before telling me he had to go get ready for his match in ten minutes and running off down the corridor, leaving me a little bit confused.
That day went by relatively easily and when I came in the next day, Jason had a really blue eye, courtesy of Darren and his mates, no doubt.
This time, I was the one with the cocky smiles when he looked over at me, but was hoping to ignore him for the rest of the lesson.
Mrs Brown, however, had other ideas.
"Right, you lot, you have to get into pairs for this exercise. Please work with the person next to you. Sara, you can work with Jason because Lindsay and Josh aren't here today,"
Shit!
"Hey, Sara, is it cold in here or are you just pleased to see me?"
I looked at him questioningly and saw him ogling my boobs only to see that oh-so conveniently, my nipples had decided to make a show.
"Yeah, right, 'cause you just have that effect on me," I said, scowling. "Go and get the equipment," I said, and was surprised that he immediately got off his feet and did as I told him.
The atmosphere was very frosty between us and I kept dropping stuff, much to his delight.
"Jesus, grow up!" I finally said, and mentally kicked myself when I felt a tear of frustration roll down my cheek. Quickly, I brushed it away, hoping he hadn't seen. He just went very quiet until a few minutes later.
"Listen, Sara, I'm sorry about being a jerk yesterday, I'm just having a tough time at the moment - but I shouldn't have taken it out on you, and I shouldn't have wound you up before. Erm, I guess I was out of order,"
"Yeah, you were," I said, smirking with satisfaction on the inside but staying cool on the outside.
