As I walk to the last class of the day with Amber we spot Lucas and Dana waiting to part from each other. We watch Lucas kiss Dana goodbye as she bites his lip, I roll my eyes to the back of my head. Amber and I look act each one another giving each other a distasteful look and turn our heads back straight.
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That evening after I finished typing a never ending essay I go to my mini dance studio. It's an extra room behind my closet that my dad's construction team remodeled it into a dance room with mirrors halfway around the room and a dance bar, my favorite part is the built in speaker mirrors. I've been so busy so I haven't really had time to come up with a combo so I just play music and start dancing.I usually just freestyle, practice or teach myself new moves.
A few weeks later progress reports came out and my grades were looking better than ever, 5 A's and of course 1 B and 1 C in AP Calc."Wow, grades almost as gorgeous as you!" I hear Jeremiah say as look back to see him to standing over my shoulder with a smirk and pleased look on his face.I fold my progress report fast and look at him with a straight face,"Excuse me?" I ask in a annoyed tone,"Your welcome" he says giving me a slight grin. I slap his hand "that was the worst pick-up line or metaphor I've ever heard" I say as I close my locker and walk to class."My pick-up lines make suck but my tutoring doesn't" he replies."Tutoring?" I ask."Yep, passing all classes especially AP Calc" he says showing me his progress report."It's just a C, and only progress grades" I say and let out a little laugh"."Just a C? I don't think just a C will help you get on the honor roll or into Dartmouth.." he says pulling out my college application that was half filled out."Give that to me!" I say trying to snatch the application from his hang but his reflexes were too fast for me."Sorry gotta be fast than that, gotta have fast reflexes when you're a football player" he says handing me my application."You play football?" I ask, "Yes, and basketball" I answers back, "Wait you're on the team?" I ask, "yes to football and I have to still try out for basketball" he answers back then gives me a smirk,"But uh let me know if ya do, I'm free Wednesday's and Friday's after school" he says walking into the classroom.
"Close your mouth before someone considers it an invitation sweetie" my teacher says pushing my chin up. I come back to reality and realize what she meant by that and walk into class sitting in my seat.
The next day going to history from calc I noticed Jeremiah was walking behind me the entire time."So are you following me?" I turn around saying to Jeremiah."Nah, im good." he says walking around me into the class."Your sitting in my seat, again.." I say as i walk to my seat finding Jeremiah sitting in it."My bad" he says standing up with his hands by his shoulder in surrender.
The bell rings as our teacher walks in."New student?" the teacher suggests and asks Jeremiah."Yes ma'am" he says handing her his schedule."And where did you come from?" she asks,"I was in honors, was a little to easy for me.." he answers back."Smarty-pants" i whisper to myself."what's that Erica?" my teacher asks,"yes what's that Erica" says Jeremiah."Ok anyways welcome to APUSH.. your first assignment will be a presentation on one the following topics we've learned about last semester..So partner up with someone, and only 2 people to a group and pick a topic, and this is worth 300 points by the way!!" Ms.steele says while the other students in the class start moving around into their groups."Uhh Erica you can work with Jeremiah!" says Ms.Steele.
My face goes from straight to pissed, I gotta work with Mr.smarty pants,seat stealing,football playing,basketball playing,college application stealing,wanna tutor my ass Jeremiah."So partner, what do you want to do?" he asks sitting down with a smirk on his face."Kill myself" answering his question."Uhhh I don't see that up there" he says.
"alright, what will you be doing your presentation on?" Ms.Steele asks Jeremiah and I."Uh The Great Depression" he answers."Alrighty then! Let's get to it shall we" she replies back.
"I'm free after school tomorrow and the weekend if you want to work on it then.." says Jeremiah."I'll think about it" I say acting stubborn."No time to think about green eyes, gotta get to it, what's your number?" he says pulling out his phone
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Heart in Training
Teen FictionErica is humiliated after her longtime friend dismisses her feelings for him. Determined to prove a point, she sets out on a path of revenge. But when a new student arrives, Erica's plans take a different route. As she navigates the challenges of lo...
