𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒 '' lamine yamal

𝟎𝟎𝟑

           𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐃 as she entered the hallways of school, the sounds of chatter filling her ears. Isiah and Riley were on her left, while Lamine was on her right. "I hate this place" she mumbled.

"last semester and we are done anyways" Riley shrugged as she interlocked her amr with hers.

"the last lesson ends with history, i hate history, Mr lemming makes it worse anyways." the bell rings, making Chloe widen her eyes as she started walking faster, letting go of the interlocked arm she had with Riley. She hadnt got to class and the first bell already rang. Shit.

Lamine was behind her, follwing since they both had the same class. Chloe quicky entered and sat in her seat, a sigh of relief escaping her lips as she realised their teachrr hadnt arrived yet.

But his bald head entered the classroom. "Hello class!" he smiled, placing his satchel bag down under his desk.

He proceedsd to then explain the unit they were taking befors saying that there was a project that would be 25% of their final grade. You had to work on it with a partner for the next two weeks.

Chloe turned around looking at all her classmates pair up, so she turned farther to be met with Lamine, "what?" he mumbled

"your going to be my partner"

" i didnt ask for you to be"

"well you are, no going back", she shrugged. The bell rang, meaning it was the end of the day, "we can work over it at your house later" she smiled, as she placed her books neatly in her bag befofe shoving it over her shoulder, "come on idiot" she mumbled, seeing how slow the boy was.

"what time do you want picking up?"

Chloe shrughed, placing one of her palms on the cars window sill as she leaned down, "dont worry mom, ill text you when im done" she smiled.

Her mom sighed, now putting her hands back on the steering wheel, she called out, "okay i love you!"

"love you more!" chloe waved as she made her way to the front door, opening it without knocking since she was used to being here, more then her own home actually.

"hey chlo, didnt know you were coming?" riley had a packet of lays in her hand, hopping of the counter to get closer to chloe.

"i have a project with lamine" she informed her, to which she chuckled but went back to seriousness "stupid mr lemming giving us a million assignments.

"Good luck with lamine" she chuckled, but received an eye roll from the younger brunette.

She made her way to the second twins room, knocking on his door before hearing a "come in" from him.

"hi lamine" she frowned

"lets get this over with"

The two sat on the carpet, lamone having his history book out and chloe a notebook as she wrote the notes for the project. Lamine groaned as not even one hour passed, "your such a baby, its been less then an hour."

"less then an hour of torture" he mumbled, leaning on the bed behind him since they were on the floor.

"fine, you want a break? Have one, im going outside to call isiah" chloe shrugged, setting down her notebook.

Lamines face fell, he felt his stomach twist, "isiah?"

"yeah.. Coz riley isnt here, she just left?"

"fine, go call your boyfriend" he murmered, making chloe stop dead in her tracks.

She turned around looking at lamine with a quizzical expression, "what?"

"not to state the obvious buy, you guys like eachother right?"

This was weird, even from lamine. Isiah was like her brother, her family. She'd never think of him as more than that, "not that it's any of your business, but we're just friends?"

"yeah, and i'm the president of the usa"

"what would make you think that? and why do you even care?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

lamine cleared his throat, "i don't"

"clearly you do. what's up with you anyways"

"nothing, just forget i said anything" he stuttered.

the brunette squinted her eyes, trying to read lamine but with nothing. she nodded her head as she kept looking at him before sitting down to complete the whole reason she came here, the project.

𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒

i smell jealousyyy.

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Not proof read - sorry