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i walked straight to my locker.

i haven't seen jay for the whole day and it was scaring me.

i placed my books inside and grabbed my history text book.

i couldn't wait until this tutoring session was over.

i wanna go home and lock myself in my room.

i didn't have that much homework today so it was basically a packed sleeping schedule.

i made my way to mr. park's classroom and peeped through the small squared window.

he wasn't inside which meanti could quickly text jay.

"hey where are you?" i sent, my fingers simmering over the keyboard, thinking she would reply almost instantly.

but she wasn't and my anxiety levels shot up.

i pressed the home button, a hand starling me as it wrapped its fingers around the device and
took it out from my grip.

i turned around, facing mr. park who had a stern look planted onto his face.

"school rules." he stated.

i rolled my eyes, biting back the profanities that wanted to shoot out of my mouth.

"relax savannah, don't let it get to you." i said to myself.

i walked to a seat and sat down.

"bring a seat and put it opposite from my desk."

i stood up again, taking a chair and placing it opposite from his desk.

"in fact just bring it beside mine."

i paused.

i didn't really want to sit next to him.

he looked up from his computer.

"i'm not going to bite you savannah just take a seat."

i dragged the chair and checked the time on my wrist watch.

he observed me.

"you have somewhere to go?" he teased.

"actually i do." i said while taking my books out.

"well, we are going to work as long as we can." he evilly smirked.

i screwed my face.

"you do things like this on purpose."

"things like what?" he questioned.

"make my life hell." i snarled.

he laughed a cute ass giggle.

*you know them chimchim giggles*

"it's pure bliss for me, it gives me satisfaction."

i paused and eyed him.

"i hate you." i finally quipped, turning from him and taking a pen and pencil out.

"said no one ever." he stated, opening a can of sprite.

he sipped on his fizzy drink.

i was thirsty now.

"that's because you don't know anyone." i laughed.

this banter shit was making me laugh.

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*banter; a british term, means jokes and/or playful conversation.*
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