Chapter Nine

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So if pie equals 3.14, and I have to multiply pie times radius squared, that means that I have to say 3.14 times the radius.

I smiled brightly at my vast and knowledge. I finally had the stupid problem figured out.

But then,

Wait, what is the radius? Damn it! Why didnt they give me the value of the radius?! Are they trying to make my head hurt? Because if so, MISSION FUCKING ACCOMPLISHED!

"Ugh!" I found myself saying as I threw my pencil down on my table. Hard. I was so frustrated.

Slowly, I looked around the room at everyone giving me the crazy eye, probably wondering how much sugar I had for breakfast today.

"Ms. Swan," my Algebra I teacher asked me. "Is everything alright?"

"Yes sir," I mumbled, feeling my cheeks heat up. I picked up my pencil and continued my work.

Well way to go, Charlie. These people think you're crazy. It's just a shame that they all seem so calm while I'm over here trying to figure out what radius is so I can divide.... no wait, multiply. Ugh! God, why did you invent math??

I stopped thinking when I heard small talk come from beside me. I tuned in.

"It's so obvious she's thinking about Asher," one girl with short black hair whispered.

Her blonde friend giggled. "I know right. I heard they're a thing now."

"We are not!" I whisper yelled back at them. They looked at me and smiled sheepishly.

"Excuse me?" the blonde asked, redness coming to her cheeks.

"We're not together," I whispered to her. "Not at all."

"Ms. Swan," I heard the teacher say. I slowly brought my eyes to his, and he wasnt happy. "This is a quiz! What part of No Talking do you not understand?"

"Sorry," I muttered.

"How about you go and finish your quiz in the hall?" he asked and glared at me.

This man is scary.

I quickly stuffed my contents in my bookbag and took my quiz out to the hall. On my way out, I heard people giggling at me.

Greeeeeat, Charlie. Now everyone thinks you're an idiot.

When I got outside, the teacher slammed the door behind me. Sighing, I sat down on the cold floor, criss cross applesauce, and started my test.

"But I still dont know what the radius is!" I yelled to no one. I looked up to the heavens. "Why, oh why?"

"Need some help?" I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up and saw Zac walking my way in black gym shorts and a plain white t shirt.

"What are you doing, Zac?" I asked him.

He smirked and came to me, sitting beside me on the cold floor. "What? Is it illegal to walk around school now?"

When he sat down, the delicious smell of his AXE cologne filled my nostrils. Gosh, Asher has the same cologne. They both smell yummy.

With a flick of the head, he moved his black hair out of his eyes and his gorgeous hazel eyes were focused on me.

I then saw him waving his hand in my face.

"Charlie," he said. I blinked a few times to clear my thoughts and saw him smirking at me. "I know I look good and everything, but try not to stare so hard."

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