The Tutoring Session

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I spent exactly 2 good weeks of school chilling at home and therefore missing classes, so when I came back to school 2 days ago, I barely understood what the teachers were saying.

All I heard was 'bla bla bla, bla bla bla bla bla. Do you understand class?' and a response 'yes sir/ma'.

I was completely zoned out for some reason right after lunch break was over and I got back into the school building.

Right now, my entire class was in the chemistry lab for a practical about balancing chemical equations or something like that. I really wasn't paying attention so everyone already had their lab partners since the beginning of the term and I've always worked alone because no one wanted to work with a narcissistic, self centered, egotistic girl as their lab partner.

This is just a few of the names they've called me, and if I start listing them all I won't be able to concentrate on the practical illustration that's about to start.

Everyone has a partner except the new student and the loner so we ended up being lab partners even after I protested openly but because no one was willing to swap with Wyatt although every girl wanted to swap with me to be his partner, that would leave me partnerless because the unfortunate person that would end up with me would rather work alone going against the lab rules which states;
'If the number of students in a class is even then everyone must work in pairs.'
The other rules are insignificant in this situation.

"Okay class, now that everyone is happy with their lab partners, let's start the lesson." Ms. Williams said sounding irritated by my previous tantrum.

Class started but I still couldn't pay attention to what she was saying. I stared outside the window looking at nothing in particular. I felt a hand on my thigh and my neck snapped in that direction.

It was Wyatt. He looked hurt, probably because I openly rejected him and the offer to be his lab partner.

"Really?" He said. His voice barely above a whisper.
"Am I really that bad?" He sounded extremely hurt and for some reason I felt bad but I couldn't show it so I acted like I didn't care.

"Whatever you say princess." I said and rolled my eyes to add effect and I brushed his hand off of my thigh making him mumble something to himself that wasn't audible to me at all.

I put my head on the counter of our workstation and fell asleep. By the time I opened my eyes I was the only one in the lab and right after this period is Lunch so I know why they didn't bother waking me up, everyone is hungry and it's not like after this period is another class.

I looked around the lab one last time before walking out and towards my locker. I kept walking but I stopped on impact out of shock because of the sight in front of me.

Right by my locker, was...

Johnson kissing another girl, his tongue was practically in her throat by the position he was holding her. I kept staring at the person's hair because it looked familiar,

That hair...

Where have I seen it before?

It's Chestnut brown...

And then it clicked,

Evie just dyed her that colour,

Could it be?

Evie?

My head immediately started to ache and pound against my skull.

"It can't be." I whispered to myself clutching my head as I doubled over.

"Johnson!!!!!" I yelled with a sudden newly found power in my voice, catching everyone's attention including his, his eyes widened in surprise and tries to pull away but the girl (supposedly Evelyn) didn't let go. She probably didn't hear me because she was too lost in her Euphoria.

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