4. Chemistry (both kinds)

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Fortunately, we don't have seating plans in science and I sit at the back of the classroom, next to no one.
The teacher introduced himself and started telling us about our new topic and I was just about to zone out like I always do but...

"Science is so lame, don't you think? I mean, I don't really see what it has to do with anything unless you actually want to be a scientist and-"
I turn to face a tan, light haired boy with big blue/grey eyes. "Do I know you?" is all I can manage. I very never had a problem talking to boys so this one's easy.

"Just making conversation." he says while stuffing a piece of gum into his mouth. "Well...don't."

And then the weirdest thing happens:
"What's your name?"
"None of your business."
He leans back in his chair and smiles. "Feisty, I like it!"

I turn away, "Don't get used to me."
He just laughs and then raises his hand, when the teacher picks on him he looks at me. "Sir, that girl keeps kicking my chair!"

I shoot him so death glare and the teacher shakes his head dispprovingly. "Eva! One more warning and it's a detention!"

When the teacher went back to face the board, the boy turned to me again. "so... Eva! I like it."
"What!" At this time, I'm also contemplating whether to move seats. "Don't think I can't see what your trying to do."

He scratches his hair, "Do what?"
I lean in closer, "Trying to make me tell you everything about myself do you can go leak it to Raquelle and her she-mob."

He just looks at me blankly, "Why would I do that?"

I'm suprised at how good an actor he is, he really does look legit confused.
"So you're telling me that you aren't just a spy..."
He shakes his head.
"You haven't just lost a bet?.."
He shakes his head.

"Do you really not know who I am?" I mutual admit, I am truly shocked!
"No.... but what I do know is that we have chemistry, both kinds."

And that's when he got up because he said he needed the toilet. Just as he was about to leave, he whispered in my ear, "It's Ryan."
"What?"
He leant in closer, "My name, it's Ryan."

And he simply walked away, leaving me wide eyed and confused at the back of the classroom.

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