It was a tedious math class with difficult problems that were strainious to the mind. Brie sighed as she passed along another note with the name of 'Ashley' and 'Eric' on it. She really felt like giving Ashley and Eric a piece of her mind. There two love birds wouldn't stop with the note passing. Not only was it affecting her learning process but it was annoying the hell out of her. What was so important that they couldn't wait after class to talk? She heard a stiffled giggle behind her and rolled her eyes. What a loser. She fell in 'love'. Or so the gossipers said. Brie heard things. Yes. She was seculded from everyone else but she was in touch, sort of.
Brie looked up to take her notes when a paper ball bounced off her head. She didn't bother picking it up. She didn't bother turning around to see who it was. She just pretented like it didn't happen. The class snickered. The teacher turned around and glared at them. She went back to the board. Another paper ball was thrown at her. Brie ignored it a second time. She passed the next note. People started to whisper around her. She felt their eyes. It felt horrible.
Tim sat in the back of glass, half asleep. Waking up when the class started snickering he looked around, hoping he wasn't the object of attention.
He noticed it was people throwing paper balls at a girl sitting in the middle of the class, she'd never done anything to anyone in the class, she was always quiet and stayed to herself. Raising up, he smirked at the kid and finally spoke up, softly so the teacher didn't hear. " yo, kid, why don;t you just leave her the hell alone?"
Hearing the guy run his mouth back, tim wadded up a paper wad and flung it HARD at his head.
watching the guy stand up, tim rose too, looking him in the face, be lew some hair from his face, and shoved him. " You better sit down..." he growled, just as 3 other football players pulled him to his chair. " sorry this guy is such a faggot..... he's just taking his gay aggressions out on you" he said with a smirk, as he sat back.
Brie looked up swiftly. Her eyes caught his. She gave him a little smile. That was nice of him. But she could fend off well on her own. She didn't want to saw anything and she looked up to the teacher. The oblivious lady didn't even notice a thing amiss as she kept on writing on the board. Their math teacher sat down and a list of problems was written lightly on the board. Her handwriting was horrible. Brie sighed and started to jot down the problems when she heard the boy again. She met his gaze shyly. She laughed softly. Brie wasn't much of a trouble maker and she hated attention. This boy was rather cute in the face to her but of course he would never find out.
"Thanks", she mumbled to him. Brie was tough. She didn't need anyone helping her out. But she was glad he was there to fend for her. It felt nice to have someone actually seem like they cared for once. "I'm Brie", she introduced trying her best to be sociable.
Tim nodded and smiled back, " yeah, I know, I'm Tim" he replied. He knew a LOT of people in the school... Most football players did. Nodding at an empty chair beside him he looked at her and smiled. " you can come sit back here if you want to brie, I guarantee no one else will mess with you" he said with a grin, as he began working on the problems that were on the board.
Brie was pretty surprised. She thought she was a wallpaper against everyone else and that no one knew her. She looked forward and then silently walked back next to him on the empty chair. She smiled at this. Brieanna was thankful. She opened her notebook and began her work. In a minute she finished the three problems. What was she going to do now? She looked to Tim. "Sorry... but... how do you know me? I haven't even met you personally..." She stuttered nervously. She wasn't used to talking to famous football stars. "I mean... No one knows me..."