Nineteen

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Evie

I open the doors and walk in to school. The hallway is crowded with people chatting away.

I make my way to the corridor for the 5th year students. My locker is an ordinary blue gray color. I open it with a click.

Head hidden from sight. I take out my math book with a groan. I hate math. I'm useless at it and always get panicky with all the numbers.

They all blurry and my head stops working after a few problems. Not used by all the math after taking a year off.

I lean my head against the side of the locker. Grumbling under my breath.

The corridor grows quiet and a few whispers can be heard. I'm to focused on my self not there esteem to notice.

A headache is starting to form by all the thinking.

A hand cover the back of my head. Caressing my dark hair.

I glance behind me staring at the boy who stands there. I shake him of and his hand drops from my head.

"What do you want?" I grumble still annoyed by the thought of the subject math.

He laughs. "Wow, did someone kick your puppy?" He gaze down at me. "Why are you so sad?"

I let out a big breath. "It's nothing. Just thinking about something" he hums.

I look down at my math book. Irritated my the violent display of numbers and more math problems.

I huff and focus on happy thoughts.cute baby bunny's, chocolate, dogs and the ocean.

I straighten and turn to look at Masen eye to eye. "So what do you want with me?" I ask again but much calmer.

He ruffles through his bag and takes out his phone. "I forgot to get your number last time.."

I look at him confused. "Why would I give you my number?"

He gives me a grin. "For the tutoring I'm helping you with"

"Oh, okay" I nod that seems like a resealable thing. I take his phone and write down my number.

"Thanks" he takes his phone back. Our fingers touching. A light spark of electricity runs through them.

I rub my hand absently without noticing. Until his gaze lingers at my hands. I drop them letting them hang by my side.

He doesn't leave but keep standing before me. "Was it something more you wanted..?" I ask in hesitation.

Seemingly to shake off a dream. He focuses on me again. I look questionably at him. He tilts his head at me. "See you after school" is all he says.

He gives me a wink then walks off into the direction of his friends.

With a sigh I close my locker and walk to my classroom. As I walk away I can feel the glares of female students burning me up from inside and out.

One of them being Lizzie.

•••

"Happy you could join us, miss Jones" the math teacher says to me sternly.

"Sorry" I mumble under my breath. I take my seat beside Shannon. She gives me a concerned look. "You okay?"

I give her a small nod. "Yeah"

"Okay class" mr. Anderson says. He's holding up a paper in his hand. "We're going to take a test for today's lesson"

I groan. My head falls down and hit the table hard. "Ow"

A paper lands beside my head. "Come on, no sleeping in class" mr. Anderson says.

I straighten and rub away the lingering pain on my forehead. With a sign I start the test.

I stumble out of the classroom. "Wow I'm even worse at math then I thought" I grin at Shannon.

She laughs." Yeah me to, like what was that" I shrug.

We both wave at Claire where she stands with Gibsie. "Hi" I greet them.

Claire gives me one of her signature smiles and then we're off to our next classes.

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The time is 3 in the morning/night where I write so maybe there is some things I'm not going to notice?!!!

I think she goes in class 5 don't know but whatever?!!

Thank you for reading?!!!<33

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