4 - no way

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I got to my first period of the day, maths.

I love maths, but ugh gosh I HATEEE MATHS.

As an actual subject, I love maths. I find it weirdly enjoyable, plus I'm good at it. Almost everything I love and enjoy in maths, except Matt.

The teacher made girls sit next to boys and boys sit next to girls at the start of the year, which I couldn't give two fucks about at the time, I only cared about maths.

I got seated at a seat in the 2nd closes seat to the back, which I didn't care where or who with I sat next to, when I saw the teacher telling Matt to sit next to me, I died inside.

I walked into class and sat down, Matt wasn't there yet.

I got out my maths book and supplies. I hear from the font of the room -

"Alright students, take ur seats, class will start in a couple minutes!"

That was my maths teacher, Ms. Millar.

She was so nice and kind, also a reason I love her class.

I opened my notebook and just revised things until the lesson started.

I heard the loud bell ring.

I went to a clean page and wrote the heading and date.

Ms. Millar put a bunch of questions on the board and said to us to get through them.

Matt still hasnt came to class yet, which i wasn't complaining about.

About 5 minutes later i was working away until I looked up to see Matt at the door.

"Matthew Bernard, Why r u being late?" Ms. Millar asked from her desk.

"Oh uh i was.." Matt thinks of how to make it sound realistic.

"Ehm i was helping out a freshman.." Matt says. It was clear that he was lying.

"Right.. Well dont be late again" Ms. Millar says.

Matt sighs as he walks over to me at the back.

"Where have u been?" I ask jokingly.

"Nowhere." Matt says straight forwardly.

"Cmon tell me" I ask. "Ur never late"

I wait a couple long seconds for an answer, but I get nothing.

My frustration starts to build up.

I nudge Matt in the arm.

"Tell me!" I ask angrily. I hear a loud "SHH" from across the room.

"No way" Matt says as he goes from digging in his bag to looking at me.

*weirdo* I thought. *matts never late to maths, and now when he is he won't tell me why?*

"Okay ig?" I say turning my eyes from Matt looking down at his bag, still searching around, to my work.

It was so hard to concentrate with Matt beside me.

"Hey.." Matt says nervously.

"Yeah?" I say waiting for what he might want.

"U gotta pencil?" Matt asks turning all of his attention from his bag to me.

"Uhm yeah.." I say as I grab my pencil case and dig for a spare pencil.

I eventually found one and handed it to him.

He saw that I was holding it towards him and took it, touching my hand in the process.

I got back to work and maths went by pretty quick.

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Thanks 4 reading omgg🤭

The next chapter will be basically Matts pov so yeahhhh😍

Also I made this chapter shorter then the rest (on purpose) so he that's why u probs read it faster then the others

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