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"You think you're different to me, don't you?" I tilt my head, staring at each other's lips.
Without breaking eye contact, he slowly stands, making him in control with the advantage in height. I'm the one looking up at him now.
"And you...
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"Im gonna be honest, I haven't even opened the book. I was set on watching the movie." Yasmin comments.
She spent five minutes digging through her bag, trying to look for the book in the scatter of her other junk.
I keep my eyes forward, trying to focus on the board just to have my attention elsewhere. When I don't reply to her, she goes quiet for a few minutes.
I hear her sigh heavily before setting up her phone in front of her and starts typing something. I watch the front of the class as we all wait for the teacher, they talk to each other in the meantime and laugh.
"This bitch has got me using Reddit for spoilers on the book. Fuck reading this, you want the answers too?" She asks me.
"No." I reply.
"Fine, help yourself." She snickers and goes quiet again.
My eyes fall on a certain person in the front of the class, she's sitting in her usual seat with her usual friends surrounding her as if she's the most interesting thing they've ever known.
She's a reminder of yesterday when she came up to me. I never wanted to have any sort of interaction with her or ever have to speak to her. I shouldn't have at all. I don't even like her.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. It's pouring out there." Mr.Dixon tells the class, coming in soaked as he takes off his coat.
The class falls silent as they wait for his instructions.
"So the book. How's that going? Where is everyone at?" He claps his hands together as he looks around the class, always overlooking the back rows.
"Please do not pick on me." Yasmin mutters under her breath.
Someone volunteers, afterwards Mr.Dixon gives directions of the assigned homework.
"I'm going to have everyone fill out a notes sheet just so that I know that you've all been annotating and writing down your thoughts as you've been reading." He begins passing out a packet.
"Oh hell no. He's got to be shitting me." Yasmin groans.
I've been stuck sitting next to her since the beginning of the year, she could be considered a friend but we don't speak much out of this class. She swears too much and cheated her whole way to an AP class.
"Yasmin, have you taken a liking to the story?" Mr.Dixon asks her as he leaves a packet in front of her.
"Uh, yeah! I just really like the parts with Mr.Darcy and stuff. He's um very prideful " She quickly comes up with something as he moves on to me.
