Wednesday. English.
"I think i deserve a reward for sitting in this class for two periods..." Tori turned to Hanna and Spencer as they stood outside Mr Fitzgerald's class. "Oh, honey...It'll be just fine" Hanna smiled at her. Looking into the classroom Tori sighed. "Mm, well with the looks of it right now...maybe i wont have to kill anyone" Tori joked. "Funny, we'll get you at lunch" Spencer smiled before they both walked to their classes. Tori sighed as she walked into the classroom and sat at her seat.
Looking around, she didnt see Michael. Now it was his turn to not show face. Myabe, he was bored already. Tori sighed, and shook her head as she took out her notebook, folder and book. Looking up for a moment Mr Fitz smiled at her. She gave him a look, asking mentally if he had regretted yet pairing her up with Michael. Opening her notebook, she'd already started the essay they were going to start today. She opened the book, and folder as she got a pen and clicked it. "Hmmm" She sighed.
Continuing where she left off, Tori began to write. It was around 30 minutes into the lesson, and after Mr Fitz told them how to start they're essays. Mr Fitz walked up to her. "Hey Tori...you've written a lot!" He looked at her notebook. "I felt comfortable to start a little earlier" She admited to him. He nodded at her. "Look, uh..." "Are you regretting your decison yet?" She asked him. "Dont be like that Tori, you know what the intentions are" He smiled at her. "Were" She corrected him.
"To be honest, im not shocked he hasnt turned up. He hardly turned up last year in english, and he hardly ever does for any other classes." She told him. "Mr Fitz, you knew the consequences and you still paired me up with him. You know my risks, sir...im in your AP class, and i need to pass english this year!" She told him. "Tori, i dont have any worries about you not passing this class." He told her. "Yeah, but when i have distractions like Michael, and not being able to achieve my full grade...." She carried on.
"Look, if you want me to...." He started when someone walked through the door. He looked up and Tori turned. Michael walked in, smiling as he looked at them both. "Huh, look who decided to turn up" She mumbled. "Sorry i'm late. I was busy..." He told them sitting down opposite Tori. "By what reason?" Mr Fitz asked crossing his arms. "It was class work...." He told him. "Well, could you do it, in your own time and not during my time please Michael. Start your essay today....Tori will start you off" He nodded before walking off.
Michael looked up at Tori and smiled. "Hello there Miss Montgomery" He nodded. Tori scowled at him a little. "Im surpised you decided to turn up. Where were you?" SHe asked. "Up in the libaray." He told her. "Doing what? Trying to get off with one of the "go team go" cheerleaders" Tori asked. Scoffing a little Michael shook his head. "Getting these" He slid a book over to her. Tori leaned forward, and looked at it. A book, containing more than needed words, and quotes for Romeo and Juliet.
Sitting there, a little surprised Tori looked at him. "Yeah, how about that?" He asked her, a little cocky. "What...uh...why did you get these?" Tori asked. "Well because your always on about how i dont help....so there we go. All those quotes we'll need for the essays." He nodded folding his arms, a squeaking sound coming from his leather jacket. "Uh...okay well...." Tori started. "Are you prepared to start this?" Tori asked raising an eyebrow.
"Mmhmm....bring it" Michael smirked. "Okay, you better not fuck this up Clifford" She told him. "No, dont worry" He told her. "Right so...lets start with the introduction..." She told him. "Ah, can we start with the mind map?" He asked. "Why?" She asked him. "Because it'll be better. It gets it out the way" He sighed and moved around in his seat.
"Uh.." She looked at Mr Fitz. He nodded his head and walked over. "Everything okay?" He asked. "Would it be okay if we started the mind map first?" She asked. He looked at her then Michael. "Well, as long as you have a finished essay...." He started off. "Great, awesome!" Michael leaned forward and opened his pen. "Michael...jacket off" Mr Fitz warned him before walking away.
