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CHAPTER 10

"Mrs. Fritzpatrick?" Someone shout my name.

I abruptly come back to reality.

I see that I was dreaming awake, totally ignoring the math class.

"Yeah?" I answer a bit misplaced.

The teacher was angry.

Too angry.

I'm afraid.

"What were you thinking so deeply?" He says with his high voice.

I look at him.

He's in front of me, his eyes covered by some tiny glasses.

I feel ashamed.

"I-I am sorry... I wasn't paying attention." It's the only thing I aim myself to say.

He coughs.

"Mrs. Fritzpatrick." He calls me again. "There's only one week left before the final test, which you definitely have to pass. Please, concentrate, I wouldn't want to see you in summer."

"I know." My head gets down.

He continues explaining some roots or squares operations that I've barely heard about.

And, of course, I carry on with my daydream.

I turn to the right slowly, seeing my best friend Julie taking a lot of notes about the subject. She's the best in Maths.

I smile at her.

She seems not to notice it.

Then I turn to the left, finding out that he was still beside my desk.

Benjamin.

He was wearing a white shirt, some broken jeans and a pair of black runners.

He got his hair better today.

It gets blonder by the sunlight.

I suddenly feel that I can't stop looking at him.

I'm lucky because he is deeply concentrated in the teacher.

I move my head twice, later I knock my forehead.

What am I thinking of?

Remember Eleanor, he's the fuck boy.

I close my eyes, trying to not think of him.

But I can't.

I open carefully one of my eyes, observing him completely.

The thing is that he was already noticing my undercover work.

He lifts up one of his eyebrows.

I blush, turning around.

I watch at the clock of the class.

There's only one minute left to the end.

60 seconds of hell.

Oh my gosh, why did I look at him?

I breathe unfathomably when the bell rings.

I need to talk with Julie, I have to forget what happened.

"Hey," I say.

"Hey, dude, you need to pay attention. You've failed your exam last time." She reminds me.

"I know... But you know that this subject it's not made for me."

"But at least try to do your best." Sometimes she talks like my mom did once.

I detect that someone is behind my back.

"You didn't need to spy on me, you can contemplate me whenever you want." He whispers in my ear.

That voice...

I swallow, stunned.

"I didn't want to spy... you," I explain him.

He smiles.

His teeth are the white that can blind you.

"You were doing a great job." He winks at me.

"Could you please stop being like that?" I explode.

"Like what? Sorry, but I'm gorgeous since I've born." He responses himself.

"Go fuck yourself a bit, would you?"

I JUST CAN'T DEAL WITH HIM.

"Gosh Lea, keep calm." He suggests.

"Don't call me Lea," I say bothered.

"But, that's your name, right?"

"It is my name." "But just my friends can call me that way," I warn him.

"We're already friends Lea." He says happily.

THIS GUY IS COMPLETELY FRENZY.

"Ha." "Only in your best dreams."

"I know it's hard to recognize that you've fallen in love with me. I don't blame you."

My blood runs through my veins fast.

"What..." Words don't go out from my mouth.

He starts laughing.

Like all this is a funny movie.

"Relax Lea." "I was kidding."

"Fuck off."

Those words will be the last ones I will tell him.

I promise.