*Crack*

Chapter Two

"Claire Alabama Alaska Arizona Arkansas California Colorado Connecticut Delaware Florida Georgia Hawaii Idaho Illinois Indiana Iowa Kansas Kentucky Louisiana Maine Maryland Massachusetts Michigan Minnesota Mississippi Missouri Montana Nebraska Nevada New Hampshire new jersey new Mexico new york North Carolina North Dakota Ohio Oklahoma Oregon Pennsylvania Rhode Island South Carolina South Dakota Tennessee Texas Utah Vermont Virginia Washington West Virginia Wisconsin Wyoming Fiona Jones, you are 7 minutes 35 seconds and 45 milliseconds late. It also took me 2 minutes to remember and say your name you bitch. Go sit in the back next to Chad Fisher.

How the hell did he get here before me?

"Ok so the square root of 174829727.9282738 is ..."

Mr. O'shaughnessy's voice fades out in the background as I stare at Blake while drooling. God I only figured out I was doing so when he poked my cheek with his pen.

"Why are u looking at me babygworl? U like my face or something?"

"Uh I wasn't looking at you. It's not like I'm in love with you or anything." This was followed by the quirkiest and cutest UwU baby girl laugh ever.

Blake looks at me with like disgust but I'm pretty sure he just doesn't know how to express his feelings. I-I-I-I-I-I can ch-ch-change him.*insert Debby ryan*

"Ok little children. Class is finally ending, thank barbietoes. Anyways come get your shit. I graded them 3 minutes ago with the power of friendship."

I stand up and walk to the back of the line like the mysterious quirky babe that I am.

"Monica, great job. Jaquavion Tavious, good job. Kevin, mediocre. Singquee, terrible job, you should read more. Big chungus, mediocre. Blake, my boy! Amazing job! 50 states, u did good. Babygirl- i mean, uhh Claire. You still get detention after school where I can menacingly lick my desk while making intense eye contact with you."