Chpt. 8

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"Okay class, I am going to be putting you in groups of two to work on the assignment we talked about yesterday." My English teacher Mrs. Seidel says. I think I see Brock at the back of the room with some of his friends, and instantly get nervous and start hoping we aren't partners.
Mrs. Seidel starts naming off names. "Angelina and Chris. Sally and Mike." Oh so she's doing girl and boys together. That makes my chances of being with him greater. "Melissa and Blayne. Jade and Cooper. Maddie and Brock." I let out a small groan and lay my he'd on my desk as Mrs. Seidel names off the rest of the names.
"Okay, you may all get with your partners, and discuss stuff like, when are you going to meet and where. For the last ten minutes of class." I sit there waiting for Brock to come to me, than I remember he probably doesn't know who I am.
"Hi," I say as I slide into the desk next to him.
"Hi," he says with a smile. Than he gets right to work. "So do you want to meet after school today?" He asks.
"Sure." I reply.
"My house or your house?"
"Either ones fine."
"My house." He says than turns around to talk with one of his friends.
I tap him on the shoulder. "One problem. I don't know where your house is." He turns around, kind of shocked I guess.
"Oh Ya your knew here." He rips off a piece of paper rights something on it, than hands it over to me. "There you go. I could give you a ride after school, if you want. It's kinda on the outer parts of town."
"That would be nice. Thanks."
"No problem." He says, than once again turns around to talk with his friend.

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