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STEM regionals were scheduled a month after the second semester started. Unfortunately, I had to drive my happy ass an hour away to a different school to participate in the competition.
No matter how much I bitched and moaned, Steinbeck didn't budge. I had to attend or else I was off the team.
Thus, I'm sitting in a row of empty chairs munching on a croissant while I wait for the competition to start. I'm using the chair to the right of me to rest my coffee on while the back of the chair in front of me serves as a footrest.
My moment of solitude is quickly disturbed by my favorite dweeb.
"Look who it is."
I roll my eyes and shove the last of my croissant in my mouth.
"Reynolds!" Kyle chirps at the sight of my scowl.
"It's too early for me to deal with your bullshit, Kyle," I say, swallowing my food.
"Are you ready to lose again today?" he snickers, nudging his friend in the side. Another one of my teammates smirks at me and irritation starts to brew inside me.
"I carried your dumbasses through the last competition," I point out. I remove my feet from the back of the chair to sit up straight.
Kyle and his friend glower at me. He crosses his arms over his chest stubbornly and huffs in annoyance. "Not this time, Reynolds. Today is the day I outsmart you."
"You can try, pipsqueak," I snort, rising to my towering midget height. "You can't even beat Matt."
"It doesn't matter how many competitions you win," Kyle spits. "I'll always be smarter than you."
"I'm not so sure of that."
Kyle's entire body stiffens and his friend jumps in surprise. I pick up my cup and take a sip of my coffee as I meet the eyes of Steinbeck.
"Mr. Steinbeck!" Kyle squeaks, plastering a huge fake grin on his face.
"If I were you, Kyle, I would start studying. You failed to answer any questions correctly during our last competition." Steinbeck glares at him. "I would hate to see you make the same mistakes."
Kyle's face turns a deep red in embarrassment. His friend takes slow steps backwards to avoid chatting with Whiney Steiny.
"Yes, sir," he mumbles, casting his eyes to the ground. Kyle scurries away, but not before shooting me another sharp glare. I wave at him tauntingly with a huge grin.
I turn back to Steinbeck and hold my hand in the air. "Up top!"
He narrows his brown eyes at me and I frown when he ignores my high five.
"Are you ready?" he asks, still scrutinizing me.
"Is the sky blue?" I drawl, causing him to shoot me his famous scowl.
