Chapter 16: Period

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Malachi was bored in class. This was the ONE class he had WITHOUT you and it was killing him. Usually you two would've wait the whole day just for this class so you didn't have to be in the same room as each other. But now, he was waiting the whole our to be in the same room as you.


He used to tease you and argue with you, you used to argue back. And you would piss each other off like hell. Now, that's different. You gotta act all lovey dovey in front of everyone. And Malachi would be lying if he said he didn't actually like it.


He groaned, worte some stuff down, banged his head against his desk, doodled a bit, groaned some more and then finally, the bell ringed. He doesn't think he's ever moved this fast in his life but he shot up and run to English class.


When he got there, he was actually the first one there, then his best friend Stone walked in. "How are you so early??" He asked in disbelief. "I uhm." He clears his troath. "Class was done like 5 minutes earlier." He lied. Stone nods, beliveing his best friend and then some other people walked in. When you got there, you took a seat next to Malachi. "Hey." He greets you with a smile. You look at him, not making eyecontact as you mumble a hey back. He frowns but he shrugs it off because the teacher walks in and starts the lesson.


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You were a good student but saying you weren't struggling with  was a complet lie!


What the heck do all these words mean??


They did NOT lear you this kinda stuff when you moved to America and took English lessons!


I mean, you didn't have an accent or somthing and your English was good, but you still didn't understand EVERYTHING!


Malachi noticed your weird behavior and scooted a bit coser to you. "Hey..You okay?" "No. I fel like I never learned English in the fist place. What the heck does conquer mean?? Or eloped?? Is that even a real word??" You say in a pissed tone. 


The boy with the dyed blonde hair frowned at that. "You don't know what that means?" he asks in a confused tone. "No? I'm sory that I grew up in Morocco and had to lean English when I moved to the USA without even wanting to but not everyone's English is as good as the others and I don't know everything okay??" you snap at him. You were mad, pissed. Or at east moody.


Malachi was shocked at your sudden outburst. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like taht, I just--" "Just let me be, okay?" He was hurt. This wasn't what he had expected.


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After class he tried to talk to you. "Come on Y/n. Talk to me. What's wrong." "Malachi, I told you to leave me alone." "Well I don't want to. I wanna know why you're acting like this. If I did something wrong then--" "Can you just shut up for one second?? I told you I don't wanna talk to you! I that so hard to understand?? You're so annoying, god!" When you snapped at him like that, Malachi stared at you with wide eyes. His mind blank, then full of thoughts. 

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