The following day I sit in Chemistry, silently hoping Josh is away. It's not that I don't like him because I do. It's just the fact that he's awfully pushy and I need some space.
"Hey Willow." He says and I mentally curse myself.
Speaking of the devil.
"Hey."
He takes a seat beside me.
"Did you do the homework?" Josh asks me.
I turn to look at him. He has a very attractive face and he's tall which is another bonus.
What the hell, Willow.
"Yeah, I did the homework this morning."
He grins.
"Cool, can I copy?" He asks, flashing me a huge smile.
I roll my eyes thinking back to Reese. He always copied my homework and it never bothered me but Josh reminds me of him and I really don't like it.
"Yeah, sure." I pull out the sheet and hand it to him.
When the teacher isn't looking he begins scribbling down the answers on his own sheet.
"Just warning you, I don't know if the answers are right."
Josh immediately stops writing and glances at me.
I shrug.
"Oh well. We'd both get them wrong then."
"If I get an after school detention because our answers are the exact same or if you get caught copying, I'm blaming you."
"You're gonna snitch me up?" He says in mock surprise.
"Obviously."
* * *
"I can't believe I am in a detention with you!" I exclaim as soon as the teacher vacates the room.
Josh laughs whilst shaking his head.
"Be glad because it means we can spend even more time together."
"Great!" I say sarcastically.
Five minutes go by and neither of us speak. Josh is busy playing Candy Crush on his phone whilst I text Zach.
Two New Messages
Zach The Ass :)
lol you're in detention
with who
josh
oh the kid who likes u
he doesn't like me
lol suuuure
shut up
reese wouldn't be happy about that
...
just saying
why do u have to bring him up in every conversation we have
because he's ur bf
and my best mate (unfortunately)
whatever
gtg miss bitch is back
liar
it's just u and josh
ur tryna avoid talking about reese
IT AINT GONNA WORK
bye (:
WAIT
im not done yet!
[ Unable to send message. The following number has blocked you. ]
WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP BLOCKING ME
[ Unable to send message. The following number has blocked you. ]
FML
[ Unable to send message. The following number has blocked you. ]
YOU'RE GONNA REGRET THIS WILLOW
[ Unable to send message. The following number has blocked you. ]
STFU ERROR MESSAGE
[ Unable to send message. The following number has blocked you. ]
"Hey Willow." Josh says.
I glance up.
"Yeah?"
"What did one ion say to the other?"
I roll my eyes.
"This better be a good Chemistry joke."
"It's great!"
"I don't know...what did the ion say to the other ion?"
"I've got my ion you."
I mentally slap myself (again).
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