Acquaintance

Chapter 3 - Finally

I need to go home now. Like. Now. I can't stay here, what is there to do anyway? Daydream? I don't want to waste my time while I could do something more productive. But wait, he's here. Him. I should really try to get over him. Hm. Why do I like him again? Oh, right. Amazing personality, hottest guy in the world, sexiest body ever, and last but not least a freaking SEX GOD.

I wonder how we were going to do the project. I wonder what the project's about. I should really listen to class sometimes. Well, I always do but it always just bores me so I decide to have my good sleep. And sometimes the teacher talks too much.

I looked around and saw the teacher looking elsewhere, Iggy admiring her nails were nicely done, and Xavier looking at the floor, daydreaming. HE'S SO CUTE WHEN HE DAYDREAMS. Everything he does is hot and acceptable. Then I realized that I was forgetting something. I just couldn't put it to my mind. What was it? Something about Xavier? Hmm..

OH WAIT I DIDN'T APOLOGIZE YET. I swear I'm the biggest dickhead. I looked around, just to make sure that the teacher wasn't looking at me, I took out a pencil and tore out a little part of paper from my notebook, careful to not make any noises. I started to write on how I was really sorry about bumping into him and for giving him the lamest "uhhhm me too" ever. I CAN'T BELIEVE HE HEARD ME TALKING ABOUT HIS BUTT. UNLESS. Yeah, I tend to accidentally speak out my thoughts sometimes. I should seek professional help.

After writing the note, I crumpled it and I threw it at Xavier; and it hit his head. He turned back and gave a look. PICK UP THE PAPER ALREADY BEFORE THAT THING IN FRONT CATCHES US. Or you. Soon enough, he picked up the crumpled paper and opened it. The piece of paper was quite small, so he erased what I wrote first. He took out his pencil and started writing. He threw the paper ball back and miraculously, I caught it. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME.

I opened it. His words were messy.

'apology accepted.so what topic do u wanna do for chem?'

Fuck I look like to this hoe. Do I look like I listen in class? Rolling my eyes, I erased his ugly words and started writing.

'i don't listen in chem.'

Just when I was going to throw the paper ball, the bell rang. FINALLY. I'M GOING OUT OF HELL. I was the first one to get out of the door, even though I was sitting at the back of the detention room. I quickly put my books back into the lockers and I went straight out to the door.

I finally reached outside and realized that I had to wait for Iggy. After five long minutes, Iggy didn't even come out of the doors yet. I waited quite a bit. Wonder what's keeping her. I went back inside the hallway and found her talking to Cyrus. They're probably talking about the Chemistry project. As I stood there waiting and looking at her, Xavier started to approach me. REN DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID THIS TIME. He started to smile. WHAT DO I DO? SMILE BACK? THAT'S WHAT NORMAL PEOPLE DO, RIGHT?

I awkwardly smiled back, probably looking like a retarded freak. He started to get closer. WHAT DO I DO. DON'T MELT. DON'T SAY UHM ME TOO AGAIN. DON'T. DO. ANYTHING. STUPID.

"Hey," he said, in a low tone.

"Hey," I FINALLY MANAGED TO TALK TO HIM WITHOUT STUTTERING. YUSS.

"So Thursday, my house?"

What? Thursday? What house? HIS HOUSE? WE'RE GONNA FUCK?!

"Sorry, but what?"

"For Chemistry."

"oh," I said, lamely.

"So uhm. What are we supposed to do for the Chemistry project?" I said, innocently.