HERES THE SECOND PART PLEASE DONT STEP IN UR SPEW FROM THE FIRST PAGE........... and please be truthfull about if u like it or not
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A glare formed across the TV screen as light from the hallway spilled in. Derrick emerged from the doorway.
“Sorry I’m late.” Derrick said, running a hand through his spiky, dark hair.
“Just take your seat.”
Derrick responded with a thumbs-up and approached his seat next to Harrold. Once he was settled, Derrick turned to face him. Harrold saw that his blue eyes were shining with excitement. “You are not going to believe this!” He said as quietly as he could.
“Let me guess,” Harrold whispered, “You were doing something with a girl, you got caught, and you somehow wormed your way out of the punishment.” Derrick folded his arms across his chest.
“Ok, Mr. Know-it-all, why don’t you let me tell the story and you can work on trying to act less high and mighty.”
“Derrick, you are the most predictable person I know. What else could you have been doing?”
“Perhaps I was working on some extra credit.”
“Hah! Yeah right!” Harrold replied, an amused look on his face. Derrick raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
“And to think I was going to wish you a happy birthday.” He said as he turned away. Harrold just laughed. Leave it to Derrick to brighten up his day.
The rest of his classes went just as Harrold had expected: hard, long, and painful. Harrold was relieved when the lunch period finally came. Maybe some food would ease his headache. As Harrold began making his way to the end of the lunch line, he was attacked again by his wanna-be’s, all asking how his day went and if he would sit with them at lunch today. Harrold looked up and saw Derrick at the end of the line, trying to hit on the girls that passed by. He quickly raced to the safety of his best friend’s company.
“Derrick!” Harrold called out as he fought through the wanna-be’s and made it to the end of the line.
“Hey there, birthday boy!”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Whatever you say, birthday boy.” Harrold shot an annoyed look at Derrick who grinned in response, but Derrick’s grin soon turned to a look of concern. “Harrold, are you sick?”
“Huh?” Harrold glanced up from counting his lunch money to see Derrick’s hand flying toward his face.
“Your head feels warm!”
“Get off my forehead!” Harrold said as he shoved Derrick’s hand away. “What are you, my mother?”
“You are definitely sick. To the nurse!” Derrick grabbed Harrold’s arm and tried to march him out of the line. Harrold held back.
“Derrick, are you out of your mind?” Harrold released his arm from Derrick’s grip.
“I’m just looking out for you man ‘cause you know I got your back!” Derrick gave Harrold’s shoulder a gentle punch that almost sent him toppling over.
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