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"Hey." I say back. He smiles at me then looks at the front of the room, ready for the teacher. I look at Ellie and she motions me to come forward. I lean over and she whispers in my ear, "Get in there keels." I lean back and laugh sarcastically while flipping her off.

"Alright troublemakers, ya'll's assignment for this term is to write a paper on smallpox" Miss Q interupts with her texas accent. Ellie and i automatically look at eachother, exactly when the teacher interupts again. "There will be no partners for this assignment."

"I want a 1-2 page essay on what small pox is and what it does and how can it be avoided or cured." A few groans were let out from all over the room. She begins to mark the roll, name after name then finally, "Kelsey White "

"Here" I yell. She nods and goes on, bitch, whore, skank, asshole, nerd I read in my head.
"Ellie Murphy" Miss Q reads out.

"That's my name, don't wear it out." Ellie yells back.

"Just saying here would be fine, Ellie."

I giggle and Josh turns to me and I do the same to him. He just smirks. What the actual fuck is going on

"You, who are you, are you in my class?" Miss Q questions Josh.

"Yeah miss, I'm new. I'm Josh Scholfield." He smiles up at her.
"Well, welcome to Brigz high." She writes his name down and continues to mark the roll.

"Welcome to Brigz high, where your judged and everyone seems to know your secrets before you do. Enjoy your stay." I mimic her and josh chuckles lightly. He raises his head and of fucking course his eyes pour into mine again.

"Could you stop that, it's making uncomfortable." Tell him squirming away from his gaze.

"Sorry, it's just that your so different from all the other girls here and from where I came from. Guys must attack you all day." He compliments me...I think.

"No way, guys tend to back away from me and hang out with Ellie" I point to her "She's like one of them, and she's my bestfriend." She waves at us. We wave back.

"Talkin shit?" She asks.

"Nah, shit talkin" I reply laughing.

"I'm pretty sure I've learnt about smallpox back year 7 or something" I look back at him.

"This should be a piece of cake then, right?"

"Nope, i should've payed attention."

"Well, I know I'm stuffed." He turns his body fully around to look at me. Sitting on his chair backwards crossing his arms on the top of the chair and leaning his chin against it, staring at me. Somehow I find this quite a sight.

"So, Kelsey White, tell me about yourself."

"What would you like to know?"

"Everything."