"Okay bye, class. You guys have a good rest of your day." My math professor, Mrs. Mac said
Majority of the class said something back but I was ready to go, I got my MacBook and all my papers then started to walk out but she stopped me
"Mila." She said
"Ma'am?" I questioned
"So I called you over here because you scored a 110% percent on the exam." She said
"110? Oh, that's good." I sent her a fake smile even though I was proud of myself
"It's really good because you were the only one to score a perfect grade." She said
"That's great, thank you." I said
"Keep up the good work, see you tomorrow." She said
"Okay." I nodded before walking out
On my way to my car I got bumped into purposely and was about to say something until I realized it was Hassan
"Wassup." He said making me look up
Even though we have the same parents I'm shorter than all my siblings, probably because I was born premature. That's embarrassing
"Why did you do that?" I mugged him
"Do what?" He mugged me back
"Bump into me like you crazy, can you get the fuck?" I shook my head
"Why did you even come up here? What happened to you going to the gym during the day? You don't go here no more anyway." I ranted on and on
"Okay now you can shush, you steady going on and on." He said
"I'm about to go get some food, do you wanna come?" I huffed changing the subject
"Yeah, let's go." He said and we got in my car
"I came up here to tell you my club opening." He said as I pulled off heading to Zaxby's
"You finally got yo 4COP?" I asked cheerfully
"Hell yeah, you betta come to my club tonight or it's up fa yo ass." He said
"Ima be there to support you, bro." I said
"I'm finna tell my friends about it." I added
"Bet bet." He nodded
We made it to Zaxby's and he went in while I texted my friends telling them about it
He came out and got in the car, he threw my food at me making me scrunch my face up
"Hell wrong wit you?" I furrowed my eyebrows
"Dickhead." He said
"Hassan Saint Jones." I side eyed him before pulling off
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Humorin·fat·u·a·tion • /inˌfaCHəˈwāSH(ə)n/ a feeling of foolish or obsessively strong love for, admiration for, or interest in someone or something