Looking for the Martial Arts Club

Chapter 2

I walked into the high school and immediately went to the office to grab my schedule hoping I wouldn't be late.

ADAM DARKWATERS 1ST YEAR:

LOCKER NUMBER: 668

CODE:15-67-83-2

SCHEDULE:

Period 1: Science 08:20-9:10 C-7

Period 2: Math 2 09:16-10:06 D-5

Break: 10:06-10:16

Period 3: Advanced Biology 10:22-11:12 E-2

Period 4: ELA 11:28-12:08 F-6

Lunch: 12:08-12:38

Period 5: French 12:44-01:34 B-5

Period 6: P.E. 01:40-02:30 GYM

Period 7: A club (Optional) 02:30- too whatever time (writes in Martial Arts Club)

A map of the school on the back

I won't have time to go to my locker. I'll just do it during the 10-minute break.

Just as I made it into the classroom, Ding-Ding. Oh thank God, I made it. I hurried to the last seat available, which was next to a handsome guy who looked like he could make a living off of being a model. He had silky black hair, piercing grey eyes, his skin was slightly tanned, he had a muscular body, and his mouth was so soft and full.

I wonder what it would feel like to kiss it?

Wait, why am I thinking about that? Snap out of it. I'm supposed to be a boy.

Looking around the classroom I saw that I was surrounded by many, many other attractive guys. Ugh. Sigh. I didn't fit in with my average looks: Black short hair, pale skin, lean body, and golden-brown eyes.

I sat down in my seat and put my backpack on the ground and my schedule down on the desk. Immediately the handsome boy's eyes darted toward my schedule, then he looked up, "You want to join the Martial Arts club?"

I stared at him, "Uhh, yeah I want to join. I'm Ave- I mean Adam Darkwaters. Nice to meet you."

He nodded, "I'm Mark Bladesmith I also want to join the Martial arts club. We could look for it together later if you want."

Flustered I studdered, "Uhh, yeah okay sure."

All through the period, I was fidgeting and doodling in my notebook, nervous because Mark was sitting next to me.

Then finally, Ding-Ding. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. Mark turned toward me, "Let's meet here at the 10-minute break to look for the Martial Arts club."

I stared at him for about a minute before clearing my throat, "Okay, yeah, sure. See you later."

Mark said while waving, "Bye, man."

Sigh, that was so awkward.

All through the second period, I was super fidgety and excited, I didn't know if it was because I might find the Martial Arts club or that I would see Mark again, it was probably both, Ding-Ding.

Huh, looks like I made it to C-7 before Mark did.

A minute later Mark appeared, "Hey man, sorry for taking so long, I got a little lost."

I said, "It's fine Mark. I wasn't waiting long. Can we go find my locker first?"

Mark nodded, "Sure man, we'll go to it while looking for the martial arts club. What's your locker number?"

I looked down at my schedule, "Thanks, my locker number is 668."

Mark raised his eyebrows, "Oh, hey, your locker is right next to mine. 669."

Surprised I said, "Huh, what a coincidence."

We left all my textbooks in my locker, except for my biology textbook.

"Hey, there's the board where they post where the clubs are," Mark said, pointing to the board a few feet away.

Looking at the board, "It says here the Martial Arts club is in room A-5," I said.

Mark nodded, "Yeah, let's find it quickly, we only have 7 minutes left."

I gasped, "Oh god, that's far from my 3rd-period class."

Mark replied, "Well then let's hurry up."

Practically running to room A-5 we burst through the door.