Did You Just Break Up With Me During Sex?

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*Elsa*

"Here's your sweater back." I said.

"Thank you. "Tadashi put the sweater on. "It's cold in the fall."

"Eh, the cold never brothered me anyway." I replied.

"I see. Well, I'll see you later?" Tadashi asked. I gave him a qucik nod and watching his walk away. I opened my locker and started to gather my things.

"Hey, Elsa." A voice said next to me.

"Hey." I said back. "So, is this going to be a morning ritual for you?" I asked.

"Yep." Jack said, popping the 'p'. 

"Still got somebody to get your stuff from your locker to you class?" I asked, closing my locker.

"Yea." Jack answered.

"How do you know he's not going to steal something from your locker or vandalize it?"

"He won't. Hiccup's a nice guy." Jack said.

"Hiccup has that job?" I asked. Jack nodded.

"I'd thought it would be one of the really smart, non-popular, guys." I said.

"Nerds? Nah... they carry too much stuff already." Jack put his arm around me, but I let him this time.

People started to stare.

"They're staring." I whispered, only audiable for Jack.

"Eh, let them. You're mine, they should know that." He whispered back. I giggled. I forgot how posessive Jack can be at times. 

We sat down in out seats, ready for class to begin.

"Alright class! Welcome back, how was your weekend?" The teacher asked. No one answered. 

"Alright. Moving on. So, who wants to present first for the project. Remember: volunteers get extra credit points. Only 2 groups of volunteers, though." He said.  No one raised their hands.

"No one? Seriously? Alright. Um... 1st volunteer group will get 1 homework pass." He said. Jack quickly raised his hand before anyone else could.

"Ah! Yea, knew that would've worked. Come up here, Jack and Elsa." He coaxed us over. We walked up to the front of the class, audio tape ready. We popped it in the radio.

"Alright, class. Don't be so down that you weren't the 1st voluteer group. Don't worry, if your work is exceptional, there is a chance for you to get a homework pass, also. Now, with that in mind, play it.'' The teacher added. I pressed play on the radio and the intro music to our podcast started.

After the podcast ended, everyone clapped and we sat back down in our seats.

"Thank you, Elsa and Jack. Now, who's next? One more volunteer." The teacher said.

"Does this next volunteer group get a homework pass?" Someone asked.

"No."

No one raised their hands.

"Alright, then I'll just pick random names from the Cold-Call Jar." The teacher said. Everyone gasped. Even Jack and I, even though we already went. That's how scary this 'jar' is. Eveyones names are on popsicle sticks. It starts off with one popsicle stick per name. If no one raises their hand for questions and stuff, the teacher picks a popsicle stick from the jar and that person has to answer the question. If they ask someone else to help them with the question or refuses to answer it in any way, then the teacher keeps picking names until one answers. If the first name out of the jar doesn't answer, at the end of class, the teacher picks the 5 people who didn't participate much and adds another popsicle stick with their name on it in the jar. Which means the people who didn't participate much that day, have a greater chance of being called from the jar.