❝ we're supposed to be in this together, Andy. No matter what or who we're against, we're supposed to do it together. That's what us is all about ❞
𝐝𝐞·𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 | the complete loss or absence of hope.
Or something that Andrea was feeling at the m...
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PROMISE
ONE way to put Chemistry was hell, especially with Mr. Harris still being Andrea's teacher.
"All right, since inertia is a subject of which you all know plenty, why don't we start with momentum?" the man had stopped writing on the board, and spun around to face Danny. "Danny. What do we know about momentum?"
Though, Andrea wasn't listening to the lesson. She was listening into the conversation that was going on between Scott and Isaac who sat on the other side of the room. Scott leaned closer to the boy, whispering, "Give me a chance to figure it out before you do anything. Okay? Isaac."
But Isaac didn't budge, he was still adamant with the thought of the twins killing the kid. Andrea understood why he thought of that. The twins and their pack had took so much from Isaac, of course he'd want to do anything to kill them.
Even if it was blaming them for murders that they didn't do.
"Mr. Harris, can I use the bathroom, please?"
And Mr. Harris let the boy go, immediately making Isaac sprint out of the room. It took every fiber of Andrea's being to not run and go after him, because Scott had already stood up.
"I have to go to the bathroom, too."
Mr. Harris interrupted before he could go out, "One of the time."
"But I really have to go," Scott tried to argue. "Like, medical emergency have to go."
"Mr. McCall," the teacher began, "if your bladder suddenly exploded and urine began pouring from every orifice, I would still respond, One at a time. Is that enough hyperbole for you, or would you like me to come up with something more vivid?"
Oh, Andrea definitely wanted to kill this person.
Scott sighed, feeling defeated as he sat back on his seat. He turned around, eyes wide at Andrea who returned with the same urgent expression that said, we need to get out of here.
Then suddenly, a loud crash was heard from outside of the class. Out of curiosity and confusion, Mr. Harris stepped out the room, along with the rest of his class. They were met with a sight of Ethan beaten up on the floor, with Isaac standing on top of him.
"What is this? What's going on?"
Ignoring Mr. Harris' question, Andrea rushed to Isaac's side. Her eyes scanned his face and body, no wounds. Not even a single scratch. That was very unusual, considering that if Isaac had fought an Alpha there was bound to be a few scratches or bruises on his body.
