Vexed ➳ j.g (DISCONTINUED)

5

1:45 pm

Only twenty minutes left and I have to go home, which I'm dreading. I truly don't feel like listening to my parents bickering through all hours of the night and then having them pretend everything's okay.

"Hey," Jack (G) pokes my arm with his pencil.

"What?" We're in the middle of taking a test.

"Please help me." He whispers, not breaking his gaze with the teacher to make sure he doesn't get caught. I sigh and look at the top right corner of his paper.

Version: B

"You're lucky I have version B too." I comment and he smiles, "which one do you need help on?"

"Seventeen." He replies and I flip back a page to the question.

"I got C."

"Oh," he scratches his head, "I guessed A."

"Dumb ass." I tease and he playfully pinches my side, making me jump. "Hey!" I whisper and poke his side. He doesn't budge. "You're not ticklish?"

"Nope." He smirks and erases his first answer, then circling C.

"You suck."

"Ouch." He pretends to wipe a tear and I chuckle at him.

"Aw, is Jack gonna cry?" I fake a pout and he cracks another smile, poking my side. "Stop!" I whisper in the middle of a laugh as he continuously does it. "Jack!"

"What?" He glances at the teacher, to make sure she's not paying attention to us.

"I'm ticklish!"

"I know."

"Gilinsky and Bright!" The teacher yells, causing me to jump and Jack to stop. "Stop flirting and get back to work before I give you both a zero." She scolds and my throat tightens.

"Sorry." Jack sighs and shifts his attention to the test again.

Flirting? I was-

"You're blushing." Jack mumbles, causing my cheeks to turn even more red.

"No I'm not, I never blush."

"Well, either you're blushing or you wear too much make up on your cheeks." He chuckles to himself and flips to the next page.

I roll my eyes and answer a few more questions on the test.

2:08 pm

"Hey," Jack whispers to me, again, "are you done yet?"

"Yeah."

"Me too, let's go turn it in together." He stands up, latching on to his paper. I follow his actions and make it to the desk before him, placing my paper into the black, square box.

"Thanks." The teacher glares at me and I nod. "Next time, please keep your flirting to yourselves."

"I-"

"Sorry," Jack interrupts and stands extremely close to me, while resting his hand on my lower back, "we'll be more quiet next time." He keeps strong eye contact with her while they talk.

"Jack, I-"

"Thank you, now go return to your seats; we have two minutes left." She shoos us off and Jack quickly leaves, leaving me and the teacher awkwardly staring at each other.

"Miss, we were-"

"Just not during a test, please." She gets up and grabs a folder, opening it and putting all the tests in.