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nini walks into the main enterance of east high, making her way to the biology classroom. gina had texted her previously, telling the girl that she wouldn't be making in to school today, hence why she is walking to her class alone. nini took the alone time to listen to some music through her airpods, while admiring the pristine campus of east high. 

she enters the biology lab to see her assignment partner yet to be present. she takes a seat at their desk, grabbing her laptop out of her bag , getting ready to start the assignment. ricky and nini had decided on glow-worms to research for this project. well, actually nini decided on glow-worms as she couldn't be bothered dealing with the argument that had started because of the decision. 

there was still roughly 5 minutes before class started, so nini and her academic-self thought she would just start doing some research without ricky. she had her notebook to the right of her, which she used to scribble down any notes. her music still blasted through her headphones, ignoring everyone else that gathered in the biology lab.

this was a rare sight to see miss salazar-roberts blasting everyone out with her selected tunes and being completely focused on her school work. there was no doubt about nini being a very smart student. her grades were almost all straight a's, despite the fact that she was a social butterfly inside and outside of school. but, nini had her reasons behind having to keep her grades to a very high-level. her mom's constantly told her that if she weren't to keep up her grades that there would be consequences. nini never exactly knew what these consequences would be, but she always knew what her mom's were capable of.

the countless nights nini would stay up until dawn doing everything she could to make sure her assignments would meet her mom's level can't even be counted on two hands anymore. yet, she would still come to school looking as gorgeous as ever. no one ever suspected a thing. 

times were tough when nini's moms were home. there would constantly be arguments that consisted of yelling, slamming doors and crying. because gina was the only friend of nini's that knew about this situation, the girl would often rant to her about the circumstances, but also a lot of the time nini would just end up drowning out her thoughts by singing. which obviously no one knew about until ricky found her the other day. 

her work process was interrupted by ricky sliding into the chair next to her. "morning, roberts," he looks at her laptop screen. "are you starting this assignment without me?" he crosses his arms, raising his eyebrows at her. nini takes her airpods out of her ears, putting them back in their case. 

"don't start complaining to me, bowen," nini starts. "you and i both know that you would have never started it if i hadn't."  the boy had no reply to protest against her statement. "exactly." she happily smiles knowing she was right. 

"well then, what can i do to help you, miss nina?" the pair continued to work on their assignment through-out the period, without an argument arising. ricky counted this one as a win. ricky never really knew why nini hated him with a passion, he just ended up hating her because of how she hated him. no logic behind it at all. 

the bell echos through the classroom, stopping them their grind of the project. "wow," nini breaths. "we did a lot today." she moves her gaze from her laptop screen to face ricky. "should we meet in the library after school?" she starts to pack up her belongings that were scattered across the desk.

"did nina salazer-roberts just ask me to hang out? i' m flattered." ricky places a hand on his heart, jokingly. nini gives him a death glare through her long eyelashes. "yes, of course, nina."

"can you stop calling me that?" she snaps as she slings her backpack on her right shoulder. her arms fold in front of her chest as she waits for him to pack up his belongings. "i know you know that i hate my name." 

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