𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝙼𝚢 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 (Complete)

𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝙶𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜

"You know I'm going to exercise the girl's victory for months to come, right?" I question as Lucas and I walk down the school hall towards our first class.

"I figured," he replies.

I grin as I push the door to my class open and step inside. To my surprise, the classroom is empty. My eyes catch a slip of paper resting on my teacher's desk. I walk over to it and see the principal's messy handwriting creating nearly unintelligible words.

"Teacher called in sick..." I read. "No science."

"It's a miracle," I hear a voice say from the doorway. "I never thought I'd see the day!"

I turn to face Justin standing with twinkling eyes and an extremely annoying grin on his face.

"What day come?" I ask, setting my hands on my hips.

"The day that woman finally takes a break," the boy replies, letting his face fall back to normal. "People say that in the fifty years she has been teaching science in this very room, she hasn't taken one day off."

"I wish I had taken the day off," I mumble.

"Legend has it that she's not afraid of the flu, but the flu is afraid of her."

"A seventy-year-old lol?" I raise an eyebrow, removing my hands from my hips and folding my arms.

"Lol?" Lucas repeats, looking at me with a questioning look.

"Little old lady," I reply without turning to him. "Now, if we're done here—"

"Did you know that she was one of the first teachers to walk these halls?" Justin continues, sliding over to me and standing in front of me with wide eyes. "Some even say she helped build these classrooms with her bare hands," he whispers.

"If only you could memorize school facts like you memorize over exaggerated stories."

"Legends," he corrects. "And I do know school facts!" He grabs my shoulders and pulls me forward, getting right into my face. "Did you know that schools were originally created as a place for enslaved pupils, innocent in word and tongue? This place of horror soon changed their way of thought and raised them to be the restricting parents we see today."

"Where did you find that? ?" I ask sarcastically.

"I swear, Eiffel, you can read minds!" the red-head exclaims with wild arms, finally releasing me from his grasp.

"No, I'm just an extremely lucky girl," I return sarcastically.

"You are!"

I wish he was actually right in this case.

Lucas appears beside us, resting his elbow on my shoulder. "You want to come to class with me?" he asks, looking at me. "It's a private lesson. My teacher has to leave early, so it's my first class."

"Thanks, buddy," Justin interrupts before I can speak. He walks around me to give Lucas a hug. "But I'm meeting my girlfriend early for lunch."

"Girlfriend?" I question at the same time as Lucas questions, "Lunch?"

Yes, I'm more surprised that Justin has a girlfriend than he's going a few hours early to lunch.

Should finding a way to get an extra serving of meatloaf be a surprise coming from Mr. Black Hole?

But girlfriend?!

"What bet did she lose?" I can't help asking.

"I didn't lose any bet," a soft voice replies.