Pick Up lines

Disquisitive

I sat there, droning the teacher out as she spoke about today's lesson in Geometry. I honestly couldn't care less as of what she was saying, I already took this class in my old school and passed with stunning colors, I don't see the point in me taking it again. I have a straight A in this class and everything was way too easy to solve. I swear this class is for babies sometimes with how easy it is.

I glanced over at a certain student, keeping my eyes on him, he had been catching my attention for the past month but I've been too chicken shit to even try and start a conversation with him. Nathan Prescott, the richest kid in school. Hell, his father owns our dorm. Translation; Do not get on Nathan Prescott's bad side, I need a place to sleep after all. But as of late he had been very interesting to me, I can not for the life of me figure out why either.

Geometry is the only class I share with him (sadly), and he seems to be as smart, maybe even smarter than me in here. I've seen his grade in this class and he also has an A. . . .it is totally possible that he pays for that A to keep his family happy, actually. That is the most likely. Most rich kids have a bad relationship with their parents from how much they work for that money.

Nathan. He is a rude guy, I live right across the hall from him but I always avoid him if I can and he seems to not give a shit about me or anyone else for that matter. When I do make eye contact he just glares at me as if I offended him in some way and that I don't deserve to look upon his beauty-- beauty? No no that's not right. I do not find Nathan Joshua Prescott attractive (Why do I know his full name?). At all. I'm straight. I have a thing for Maxine, who actually doesn't like me and friend zoned the hell out of me and is happily dating Chloe Price who actually came back to Blackwell to finish her education, Max talked her into it apparently when they met one another at Two Whales Diner, totally surprised to see one another, well, Chloe was a bit pissed since Max didn't even try to find her for the month she's been there, Max apologized and now they are really happy together.

Mentioning Chloe, she is also in this class with me, I looked over at the older girl who sat directly next to me, saying, in these exact words beforehand "Bro, we gotta stick together and hella fuck shit up together." I just laughed at her and agreed, because why not? I like Max still. And I like that Max is happy with this -now teal- hair colored girl. Chloe is actually really cool, once you get over her smoking and need to party almost all the time and sneak out at unreasonable hours of the night.

I looked back over at Nathan, still trying to figure him out until--

"Warren Graham. Please stop staring at Nathan and answer my question, I know he's a good looking kid but seriously." Mrs. Morris said, catching my attention, I could feel my face going red when she said that and sunk in my seat slightly, trying to ignore the giggles that traveled around the room, from the corner of my eye I could see Nathan giving me a weird look, not amused or angry, just . . . . curious.

"Sorry Mrs. Morris, what was the question?" I managed to get out without sputtering and she sighed, rubbing her eyes, she looked really tired today, I wonder why.

"What is this?" She pointed to a line that crosses over two parallel lines. . . wow, this is the easiest question ever.

"Transversal."

"Very good. Now pay attention." She turned back to the board, filtering across it quickly as she wrote down stuff. I felt a poke and turned to look at Chloe who looked confused as hell.

"Why were you looking at Prescock?" She hissed, narrowing her eyes.

"No reason. I--"

"Don't associate with him Warren. He is bad news." Chloe warned, pointing a figure in my face and putting her other hand on my shoulder, very awkward looking to anyone looking at us really, our desks weren't made to sit like that. I nodded and stole another glance at Nathan who was watching the two of us curiously. I gulped and turned back yo the front of the class, not sure if I should take Chloe's warning seriously or not. Then again, I've never seen her so serious about something before, so maybe I should listen.