Lovestruck (EDITING)

65: An Unstoppable Team

We get into our partners straight away when drama class starts and Landon and I decide to sit on the floor in the back corner of the room. It's still strange to be around each other like this, after everything we've been through, but it's also such a relief to not be fighting. Landon and I never really had a chance to be friends. To get to know each other and just hang out like normal teenagers. I guess this is our chance.

"Miss Miller, I see you have decided that you and your partner were a reasonable fit after all?" Ms Leroy seems to appear out of nowhere to ask her question.

I feel my cheeks redden with embarrassment but I force a smile and a nod to get rid of her. I almost forgot about my attempts to get out of this partnership. Ms Leroy gives me a knowing wink and dances away, probably to humiliate another poor student. She is a true drama teacher. I glance beside me at Landon who's staring down at a book and, to my relief, he seems to have not heard her. Perhaps I thought too soon.

"What is she talking about?" Landon asks with an eyebrow raised, not tearing his eyes from the page.

"I don't know." I mumble, shrugging my shoulders.

He looks up at me, an eyebrow still raised, and I sigh, giving in to him.

"I might have asked to do the assignment on my own." I speak quietly, avoiding his eyes.

Landon frowns for a few seconds, before his expression changes to a smirk. Does he think this is funny?

"Oh, please." He chuckles, returning his focus to the book in front of him.

"Excuse me?" I frown at him, suddenly ready for an argument, but he doesn't look back up at me.

"You were going to do this entire assignment on your own, just to avoid me?" He shakes his head at the page. "You need me."

I stare at Landon in silence for a few moments, jaw hanging open slightly. Is he trying to get a rise out of me? Because it's working.

"I don't need you. I would do just fine on my own, thank you very much." I cross my arms over my chest in frustration.

"Name one realist." He glances up at me, his smug expression returning as I frown back at him.

"You. You're a realist." I attempt to be smart but Landon just shakes his head.

"This is why you need me." He opens his notebook and begins to scribble down notes as I slump back against the wall in defeat.

"Well, not all of us are experts on every topic ever. I do know how to use Google, you know." I roll my eyes.

"Oh, do you? Great, because I don't." Landon hands me his laptop and begins to point at paragraphs in his textbook. "Look these things up for me..."

"Looks more like it's you who needs me." I remark sarcastically and begin to type things into the search engine.