Chapter 5

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AJ

I swear I hate when these people change the rooms. Been here for 2 semesters already and they never want to keep the rooms the same. I mean how do you expect me to get from Literature & Comp all the way over across campus to Geometry within 20 minutes. Wait, yeah that's my fault, I scheduled my classes.

"This is beyond ridiculous." I say running and slipping past people and talking to myself.

"Great opportunity AJ, oh really, is it now, you forgot to mention the part of over 2500 hundred students." I say to myself.

"Aye AJ! Wait up man!" I hear someone say as they run up beside me.

I look and stop. "What's up man?" I say noticing it was my friend Antonio.

"Did you do the homework?" He asks me.

"Antonio you know I did the homework. If I don't do it, I fail, then I'd have to hear my parents." I say checking my watch.

"Lemme copy it." He says.

"Antonio how in the heck do you expect to graduate if all you do is copy people. You can't copy my homework because you have to do it on your own. You gotta learn." I say.

"Oh come on man, I can't learn that Geometry stuff, it's too complicated. Plus you're a freaking Genius." He says gesturing to mind blown.

"Yes I'm a genius, but that has nothing to do with it. Okay how about this. You tell the professor you left your assignment in your dorm, after class we'll go straight to the library and I'll help you?" I ask him.

"You'll really do that for me?" He asks.

"Yeah man, but you actually gotta show up." I say.

"Of course, I'm down for it." He says dapping me up.

"Good now let's get to class. I truly cant be late. If I'm late I won't get my seat." I say.

"You and that seat, just tell her you like her, or fail the next test causing the professor to get you a tutor in which will be her. Bam! Problem solved." Antonio says.

"And you say you're not good at Geometry. " I say as we both laugh and take off to class.

We walk through the doors and head towards our seats. I glance over and see her. I can't believe her beauty. The class I'm in is for the gifted kids program. Being that I just turned 13, I'm considered a pre-teen. Which means I can start dating.

I've been trying to work up the courage and ask this beautiful girl to go get icecream from the icecream spot of campus but jeez why is it so hard. Her voice is beyond amazing even when she speaks it's a melody.

"Um, AJ... why are you staring at me like that?" She says giving me an Awkward smile.

I snap out of it and think of something fast.

"I'm just trying to figure out if that's lettuce in your teeth or fungi.." I say scratching my head.

"That's not funny!" She says grabbing her little mirror and looking at her teeth. "Dang it AJ. You're a jerk." She says pouting and sitting in her seat.

"I'm sorry Trisha, how about I take you for icecream to make up for my jerkish ways." I say without realizing I just asked her out.

She quickly turned her head in my direction and nodded quickly while smiling lightly.

I'm honestly not sure if it's because I said icecream or the fact that I asked, but either way I've got a date.

"Okay cool, how about tonight around 5?" I ask her.

"Okay, 5 it is." She says taking out her books.

"Okay class, let's begin." My professor says as she begins writing on the board.

I sit down and start copying my notes. Antonio taps me on my shoulder and gives me the thumbs up. I smile and nod then get back to my notes.

After class

"Alright class dismissed, homework is on the board, see you all next week. Good luck with the Talent Contest tomorrow night everyone." My professor says as he leaves out.

"Hey AJ, did you figure out what you're doing for the Talent Contest? I mean you always win anyways." Antonio says packing up his books.

"Yeah, I wrote a song. I'm playing it on the piano. I'm not trying to win this time." I say.

"Oh please, you said that last time and you won. Maybe you just shouldn't sign up." Parker shouts from across the room.

"Listen man, it's not my fault the crowd loves me." I say jokingly.

Everyone in the room sucks their teeth. "Shut up AJ." They all shout at me.

I throw my hands up. "Tough Crowd" I say.

"Seriously AJ, do you truly not try to win?" Trisha asks me.

"Scouts honor. I don't try at all. It just happens. " I say.

"You know you have to be a scout in order to say scouts honor right?" Antonio says.

"Seriously?" I ask him.

"Oh my, call the press, there's something AJ doesn't know." Antonio says playfully punching my arm.

"Ha ha ha. Remember this genius is tutoring you." I say.

"Nope scratch that, Semi-Genius. You didn't know you had to be a scout to say scouts honor." Trisha says.

"Fair enough, Semi-Genius it is." I say winking at her and watching her blush.

"Alright let's get going." I say tapping Antonio.

He nods and we leave out and head to the library. Once we get there I take my books out and set them down. Antonio takes a seat and takes his books out.

"Bro I'm going to the bathroom real quick." I say joking to the bathroom.

I use the bathroom and wash my hands. I dry them off, fix my clothes then head back to the table. I look around and see Antonio gone and a note on my book.

"Family phone call, had to go. Tutor tomorrow at noon. Sorry bro." I nod then put my books away and to the cafe.

I get me some food and sit to kill time. By time I finish it's time for my next class in which I hand it my song for tomorrow's Contest.

I grab my bag and head to class. I take a seat and wait for my name to be called. I really hope I don't win this contest. I have enough trophies and medals. I just wanna take 2nd place for once. I swear everyone is starting to hate me because I keep winning.

"AJ, do you have your assignments?" Professor Atkins askes me.

"Yeah." I say reaching into my bag for my folder.

We have two assignments the song we have for the Talent Contest and any piece whether it be instrumental or a song you've written. Each Friday it's due.

"AJ, I'm going to call onto the next student while you get yourself situated." Professor Atkins says and I nod. "Antonio, do you have your assignments?" She asks.

He nods. He gets up shows her then sets up on the piano. He begins to play and I immediately recognize it...

HE STOLE MY SONGS!!

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