Chapter 2

When I got to class early as usual so I could sketch out some character designs and their emblems I found someone sitting in my seat. I knew it was my seat because our teacher Miss Sky puts a list of names under each of the desks so that she knows who sits there. As I walked towards my seat I saw it was the same guy who came to my garage last night, I went up to him and as calmly as I could and said. "I don't know if you're aware but there is a seating arrangement here so if you and your friends could kindly take your bags and find your own seats." he seemed to ignore me for a few seconds before replying with " I don't see your name on this seat so I assumed it was up for grabs." I smiled to myself whilst saying "well actually I think you'll find I do sit there if you look under the desk you'll see a list of names Raven Black being the first name also being my name."

He looked to be considering this as though he thought I was lying to him after a few short minutes he said," well how do I know you're not lying about who you are." I opened my mini leather rucksack that was swung over my shoulder and pulled out my student ID which I kept in my personalised Harley Quinn wallet. He seemed to be extremely annoyed now because he stormed out of the seat and shouted:" WELL HOW DO I KNOW WHICH SEAT IS MINE THEN."

I burst out laughing he was getting annoyed at me because I asked him to move. " I don't know maybe try crawling on your hands and knees and look under the desks for the lists of names of the people who sit there and you'll find your chair." Miss sky seemed to have chosen that moment to walk in "is there a problem, Miss Black, Mr Mason?" She had asked. I replied with "No Miss just helping him find his seat." Miss Sky seemed to buy the story that nothing was wrong. "Ok, then I just nipped in to grab my coffee mug so I have a drink for class get back to what you were doing." and with that, she walked out leaving me with this mason guy who had to look under every seat whilst I got on with some small sketches other than writing, sketching/drawing was one of the few things I enjoyed about being at this school, they allowed you to take as many or as little classes as you wanted without having to do all the boring classes that you don't like for example history or languages or even P.E.

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Authors notes

Sorry for the short chapter and the fact it took so long there are probably a lot of spelling or grammar errors in this but I've been trying to help my mum who has chronic fatigue syndrome and diabetes as well as depression so I care for her on bad days and it's been more of a bad week (her muscles and that are really sore and aching so much it pains her to move too much at the moment so I've had to look after her and help my younger sister) once again sorry for the short update hope you enjoyed the chapter.