Me And Y8

41 - Same Person, Different Font

"I'm in love with you, Aria Grant. Head over heels. Butterflies and all that shit. I'll wait a lifetime for you if you want me to." - Book

"When you have a dream, you've got to grab it and never let go." - Quote

"If I may just take your breath away, I don't mind if there's not much to say." - Song

Ms. Narwin motions for us to open our iPads. "Open up."

"What're we supposed to be doing?" I hiss at Ava.

"I don't know." She purrs.

Malik replies, feigning ignorance. "Listing how many different emotions a person in a dystopian lifestyle or setting might be feeling."

"Okay."

Writing down emotions such as 'fright' and 'isolated', my brain comes to a halt as I try (and miserably fail) to nonchalantly copy off of Malik.

He chuckles as he leans back and lets me copy off him. I'm so gra- he's copying of me, too!

Hey!

I side-eye him as he breaks into fits of laughter and I try to resist but fail. Ava, Zayn and Sinamika stare at us like we're mentally unstable, which we are.

Tyke stares at us, amusement flickering in his gaze as Ms. Narwin groans in annoyance, "Siyana and Malik? Are you guys okay?"

"Yes, don't worry about me." He responds.

I mumble. "Add me in." With a nervous laugh.

That was so fucking awkward and I do not want to go through that ever again, especially not the weird stares.

Swallow me, already.

Later on, we're set to do our NGRT test. Which is a useless reading test that is completely fucking biased, in my opinion.

In utter annoyance, I search up the answers on Google and Malik does too.

As I search up the meaning, he hisses. "Pst. It's ebullient."

"What?" I whisper.

"It's ebullient. The answer." He replies as I shoot him a grateful glance.

We keep on cheating off each other and helping each other until we come across comprehension.

Oh fuck no.

"Oh hell fuck nah." He groans as we make up a pact that he searches them up specifically as I search the entire extract up.

We finish the 'Signal Man' extract and the 'Frankenstein' extract, acing them both for we both were very well acquainted with those extracts.

"Finally." He seethes as we both click finish.

Zayn mumbles. "Already?"

I challenge Zayn. "Yeah, got a problem?"

"You didn't finish." He pouts.

"Actually." I smirk. "I did."

"They're cheating!" Pedro whines.

Okay, and? It's not like anyone didn't.

Rapidly, the entire class finishes their tests and Malik whips out a 'Yes/No' eraser as my eyes gleam with excitement.

"Ava! Remember?!" I squeal.

She grins. "Oh my gosh, yes. I loved shipping people."

Shuffling through my pencil case, I flash my eraser to Malik as Zayn decides to speak. "Remember last lesson when we were learning about conformity in dystopian settings? This is exactly that."