High School Sweetheart!

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"Expensive Fate!"

Dedicated to OluchiHelen and Amelia-Law

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Chapter Eight

I walk into class with my friends,Luwi and Karan talking and laughing about everything else actually. We make jokes about Mr Sarkozy,our science teacher for being so corny and we talk about everybody else around us.

I then spot that Cameron guy whose eyes meet with mine and he smiles at me. I smile back and proceed to take my seat.

Luwi sits in front of me while Karan behind of me. I'm in the middle of these crazy ass people. Luwi takes out her Science text book and starts to show me what we need to study in advance before the final exams and how excited she is to write this quiz.

"I studied all night,Kay," Luwi nicknamed me "Kay". I think it's cute.

"I figured. You've been looking restless since you got here. What time did you sleep?" I ask Luwi who is still flipping through the text book.

"3am in the morning," she tells me with a relaxed tone in her voice. I gasp in shock and later laugh.

"What?" She asks me with a chuckle.

"3am in the fucking morning? Dude, I slept at 4am," I tell her and she laughs.

"Shut up! Are you serious?"

"Yes,ma'am," I reply feeling proud of myself despite feeling sleepy as fuck, tired, and hoping I don't get used to this. But I did get used to sleeping as late as 3-4am in the morning.

"That's bad ass," she tells me and puts her book on her table and starts to go through what she studied quietly.

I turn to look at Karan and he's doing the same. I look around class and everyone seems to be going through what they studied or just flipping through pages to probably cram for the test.

I scoff at the sight of everyone studying except me but I decide to take out my note pad and begin to draft down what I studied last night till today's morning.

Suddenly, Mr Sarkozy, short, bald and long black beards walks into class carrying our quiz papers. His walk fast enough than 3seconds itself and he looks funny in those baggy pants of his. He's wearing a 90's suit and we all know how they looked like. Old.

"Good morning, class. I suppose we're ready to ace this quiz. I won't accept a 70 percent. I have been working my ass off and making sure you people understand the ways of science that it'll be such a disgrace to fail this 25 question quiz," Mr Sarkozy says as he passes by each pupils table handing over the question papers and answer booklets.

"I believe you'll try your very best,Miss Duncan," the science teacher says to me as he hands me my papers.

Dang! Of course I will.

I lightly smile at him as a sign of affirmation. Oh! I also hope I don't fail myself with this quiz. It'll be heartbreaking.

I just started school yesterday here but I won't let this statement be an excuse for failure. I want A's and its all I'll get because that's all there Is to get.

I wish Karan and Luwi "good luck" and they wish me back. Them and I begin to go through our paper examining it to know whether or not it's answerable.

Jelena and Scarlett suddenly walk into class 10 minutes late with Mr Sarkozy at his table---He has his arms crossed.