Chapter 8

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I open the door politely and salute jokingly to Mr.Robbin. My literature teacher.

The only person who understands students. He is kinda hot but the guy who teaches us. So, a big NO.

He laughs looking at me. " I thought you wouldn't come today".

"And why would you think like that?". I ask him

"Rumours spread, I heard the little troublemaker is back", Mr.Robbin answers.

"Hell yes, she is back ," I say happily.

Believe me, Ashley is quite famous.

I chuckle.

"Now come on go and sit on your seat. I don't want weird rumors about us," he orders.

"Eww! I don't want that too," I say while walking away.

He laughs. we get along don't get wrong ideas, you weirdos.

He is like that to everyone.

sweet and kind.

Not my type.

NOT MY TYPE!! Understand.

I sat on my usual chair. window side at the last.

I took out my notes.

The only subject I listen to.

Mr. Robbin's classes are interesting.

Someone yanks open the door.

'fuck that startled me'

I kept my palm on my chest to control my breathing. I look at the cause to see Copper is forcing someone to come in.

'Wait if that is Copper then the other person will be...

Please no.

Not him.'

"What the fuck!! Copper stop". says the same voice which gives me butterflies.

And I'm proved wrong.

Jesus! why God.

Just why?

Why can't you listen to my prayers for once?

Copper pulls Sebastian in.

They were never in this class then why.

I look at them confusingly.

While on the other hand all the girls ogle them.

Well they are hot.

"Hello, Wilson. Hello, Knight." Mr. Robbin's words brought me back to this world.

"Hello, Mr.Smith." Copper answers and Sebastian just nods.

"Robbins is fine. Mr. Smith sounds boring and makes me feel old." Mr. Robbins says to Copper and add turning towards us

"Class, they are going to attend this class from today onwards. I don't have to introduce them. do I?".

"WHAT!".

Listening my outburst everyone turns in my direction.

Girls deadly, Boys confusingly even Mr.Robbin and Copper.

But someone stares at me. As if I'm the only person in this world who he hates.

The very person who is the cause of my headache.

I stare back.

I don't like you either ok.

He points at me and says "She's in this class too".

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