Chapter 4

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"I um....."

"Spit it out!" I say, irritated.

"Wha?" Bree says, before spitting out her jelly.

"No! Bree! Not you!" I bend down and pick her up. "Mrs. Champion!"

Mrs. Champion comes running.

"Yes?" She says.

I point at the chewed-up jelly on the floor. She sighs, picks it up and throws it away, before leaving the room.

"Who are you?" Bree points accusingly at Alex.

"I'm Alex." He smiles.

"Are you Lett's boyfriend?" Bree asks.

"Lett?" Alex smiles amusingly.

"Cheeseburgers and jelly babies. No. He is not my boyfriend." I say, firmly.

"Cheeseburgers and jelly babies?" Alex smirks.

"Habit." I reply.

"Are you sure that he is not your boyfriend?" Bree asks.

"Yes." I reply to her.

"Ok! Can we go to the park?" Bree pleads.

"But you went yesterday!" I say.

Bree pouts, and gives me a puppy-dog face.

"I'll take her!" Alex says.

I sigh.

"I'll go with you." I say, defeated.

~*~*~*

"How did you find out where I live?" I ask, while sitting down on the bench.

He shrugs.

"The school files." He says, calmly.

"What? They actually gave you the stuff?" I was 110% shocked.

"No, I sneaked in." Alex says, in a tone that says 'Don't you know?'.

"I'm telling!" I say.

"No!" Alex whines.

"I'm joking!" I roll my eyes.

Alex sighs, and smiles a heart-stopping grin. Wait, what are you thinking Scarlett? Your meant to hate him!

I stand up and walk to Bree, ignoring Alex.

"Do you want to build a sand castle with me?" Bree asks, grinning.

"Sure!"

Bree and I make about 3 sand castles until Alex comes over.

"We need to go now."

"No!" Bree pouts.

"We can buy McDonalds on the way home!" He bribes.

It works, because 10 minutes later, Alex is buying fries for Bree.

"You want something?" Alex asks.

I frown and shake my head. Alex gives the cashier the money. The cashier winks at me. I pretend to flirt back. I glance at Alex. His eyes have a glimpse of something that I have never seen. The cashier hand Bree the chips and me a slip of paper. I open it up. It's his phone number. I give the slip to a girl behind me, and walk away, without giving him a second glance. I look at Alex. His eyes look full of sheer pleasure.

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Next day at Science.....

"Mrs Leasor? Are you paying attention?" A voice says.

"Wha-?" I pull my head away from my desk.

"If you were paying attention, you would know who your science partner is." Mrs. Jackman sighs. "It's Alex."

I look to my left. Alex smiles weakly at me, and waves. I groan, and drop my head on my desk.

"You two will need to meet up at least 3 times every week."

How could this day get any worse?

~*~*~*

"I need your phone number." Alex falls into step with me.

"What why?" I ask in disbelief.

"Science?" He says. Damn!

Alex passes me his Iphone 4S. I type my mobile number, home phone number in, take a picture of myself and name myself 'Scarlett.' I pass him my Iphone 5, and he types in his mobile number, home phone number, takes a picture of himself, and names it. I take my phone back.

'NEW contact' flashes on my screen. I open it up. 'Alex Bear' is on top of the list, followed by Grant. I change the name to 'Annoying guy'. I slip my phone back into my pocket.

"Bye." Alex grins.

I scowl back at him.

I carry on walking. Alex is suddenly beside me again.

"What do you want from me?" I turn to him.

"I'm walking this way as well. He says sheepishly.

"Stay at least 5 feet away from me then!" I scream back at him.

"Mentally challenged woman." I hear Alex mutter.

"What did you say?" I say through my clenched teeth.

"Uhh... N-n-nothing." Alex stutters.

"I thought so." I say, before turning around.

???'s POV

I guess somebody else might win her instead of me. If only I had the courage to tell her how I feel.

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Scarlett's POV

I'm watching SpongeBob Square Pants when the door slams opens.

"What the?" I shout at Jayde, who is just standing at the door.

"I forgot!" She shouts back. "You need to get to a class in," She looks at her watch. "5 minutes! HURRY UP!"

"What class?" I ask, bewildered.

"Anger Management!" She shouts back, while looking for what I suspect, her keys and her phone.

"What? ANGER MANAGEMENT?" My voice raises an octave.

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