He's What I go to school for- Chapter 21
Title: He’s What I Go To School For
Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam
Summery: Ville is the school Goth freak who no ones pays attention to, let alone knows he exists. But when the bullying starts to increase is there any point in staying in school, well there is when he meets his new Media teacher.
Disclaimer: I do not own them -although I wish I did- As real as Ville’s tiny pecker xD
Chapter 1/ Chapter 2/ Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8/ Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20
Heya, So these next two chapters are the last chapters of the story. I'll be sad to see it go. But on the brightside, There will definitely be a sequal. I have already started writing it ^_^ But I'm not gunna post it until it is completely finished and stuff. Please enjoy and Thank you for reading :)
“Hey baby, wake up” I heard Bam’s soft voice stir me from my sleep. It was very rare that he woke up before me, he usually slept until noon.
I glanced at the clock seeing the time, 10:32am yeah, something had to have happened for him to be awake at this hour on a day off.
“I got a call at like 3am last night” His grin grew wider as his excited gaze landed on my tired one. I wondered what he was so happy about, I wouldn’t be happy if I got a phone call at 3am, I would be seriously pissed.
I nodded for him to continue, curiosity taking over my being.
“It was the estate agents, they want us to move into our new house in a week” My eyes grew as wide as his grin, throwing my arms around him as he laughed at my reaction.
“That means we have to go home and pack” He laughed again, seeing me sit up on my knees and jump up and down excitedly.
A knock came soon after, April’s soft voice following “Is everything alright in there?” I could imagine what she was thinking. Hearing the bed rocking due to my jumping and Bam making weird groans in contentment.
“Come in, mom” Bam called to his mother. The door handle was pushed down, the door following soon after and a kind face appearing from around the wooden door. She was obviously checking we were dressed.
“We have some good news about the house” Bam smiled as his mother said her congratulations, embracing her son and turning to me and doing the same. Her motherly warmth reminded me of my own mother, realising just how much I missed her.
I wanted to go home now, I just really wanted to be in my mama’s arms again, it had been so long. I wanted to see my daddy’s kind smile and soft eyes, wanted to see my brother.
I loved my family, yes, I admitted I loved my family. My parents are just so laidback, it surprises me sometimes. Coming home drunk for the first time just for them to laugh at my drunken form.
Bam sat talking to April for what seemed like hours, while I thought of all my family. I missed my grandparents too, I miss my grandma’s perfect cakes.
“Ville?” I heard Bam’s voice shake me from my thoughts. I looked to him, seeing a concerned look on his face “What’s wrong?”
“I’m just thinking about my family” I stated. April wrapped an arm around my shoulders, whispering comforting words to me.
“You two boys better get packing then” She said, smiling, standing from her position on the bed and walking out of the room, leaving the two of us in complete silence.
“She’s right” Bam broke the silence, going over to his suitcase and throwing everything in once more. We had only been here for a week, half of what we were supposed to be staying for.
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“You two have a good trip, we’ll miss you” Phil gave us both a hug. We were ready to leave, standing in the entrance hall as we said our goodbyes to everyone, everyone other than Novak. Bam still wasn’t talking to him, not even after a few days.
“Tell Novak “Bye” from me” Bam said to his friend Dico, gripping hold of my hand and starting to lead us out of the house “I’ll see you as soon as I can” He said before rushing out of the house and into the car, shoving his bags in the boot, as did I.
I didn’t understand why he was in such a rush, our flight wasn’t for another couple of hours. I saw his friend Raab, climb in the car, not saying a word to his friend as he waited for us to climb in the car and settle down, ready for the short journey to the airport.
Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam
Summery: Ville is the school Goth freak who no ones pays attention to, let alone knows he exists. But when the bullying starts to increase is there any point in staying in school, well there is when he meets his new Media teacher.
Disclaimer: I do not own them -although I wish I did- As real as Ville’s tiny pecker xD
Chapter 1/ Chapter 2/ Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8/ Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20
Heya, So these next two chapters are the last chapters of the story. I'll be sad to see it go. But on the brightside, There will definitely be a sequal. I have already started writing it ^_^ But I'm not gunna post it until it is completely finished and stuff. Please enjoy and Thank you for reading :)
“Hey baby, wake up” I heard Bam’s soft voice stir me from my sleep. It was very rare that he woke up before me, he usually slept until noon.
I glanced at the clock seeing the time, 10:32am yeah, something had to have happened for him to be awake at this hour on a day off.
“I got a call at like 3am last night” His grin grew wider as his excited gaze landed on my tired one. I wondered what he was so happy about, I wouldn’t be happy if I got a phone call at 3am, I would be seriously pissed.
I nodded for him to continue, curiosity taking over my being.
“It was the estate agents, they want us to move into our new house in a week” My eyes grew as wide as his grin, throwing my arms around him as he laughed at my reaction.
“That means we have to go home and pack” He laughed again, seeing me sit up on my knees and jump up and down excitedly.
A knock came soon after, April’s soft voice following “Is everything alright in there?” I could imagine what she was thinking. Hearing the bed rocking due to my jumping and Bam making weird groans in contentment.
“Come in, mom” Bam called to his mother. The door handle was pushed down, the door following soon after and a kind face appearing from around the wooden door. She was obviously checking we were dressed.
“We have some good news about the house” Bam smiled as his mother said her congratulations, embracing her son and turning to me and doing the same. Her motherly warmth reminded me of my own mother, realising just how much I missed her.
I wanted to go home now, I just really wanted to be in my mama’s arms again, it had been so long. I wanted to see my daddy’s kind smile and soft eyes, wanted to see my brother.
I loved my family, yes, I admitted I loved my family. My parents are just so laidback, it surprises me sometimes. Coming home drunk for the first time just for them to laugh at my drunken form.
Bam sat talking to April for what seemed like hours, while I thought of all my family. I missed my grandparents too, I miss my grandma’s perfect cakes.
“Ville?” I heard Bam’s voice shake me from my thoughts. I looked to him, seeing a concerned look on his face “What’s wrong?”
“I’m just thinking about my family” I stated. April wrapped an arm around my shoulders, whispering comforting words to me.
“You two boys better get packing then” She said, smiling, standing from her position on the bed and walking out of the room, leaving the two of us in complete silence.
“She’s right” Bam broke the silence, going over to his suitcase and throwing everything in once more. We had only been here for a week, half of what we were supposed to be staying for.
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“You two have a good trip, we’ll miss you” Phil gave us both a hug. We were ready to leave, standing in the entrance hall as we said our goodbyes to everyone, everyone other than Novak. Bam still wasn’t talking to him, not even after a few days.
“Tell Novak “Bye” from me” Bam said to his friend Dico, gripping hold of my hand and starting to lead us out of the house “I’ll see you as soon as I can” He said before rushing out of the house and into the car, shoving his bags in the boot, as did I.
I didn’t understand why he was in such a rush, our flight wasn’t for another couple of hours. I saw his friend Raab, climb in the car, not saying a word to his friend as he waited for us to climb in the car and settle down, ready for the short journey to the airport.