Me or Bianca

Chapter 4 - One Trouble After Another

I was listening to my music when someone tapped me on the shoulder.

 "Yes?" I took off my earphones. "Bianca, I heard your name was Bianca." Joshua smiled at me. I nodded my head and smiled back. Go away. "Don't we have a test this week Biancs ?" He asked. 

Biancs? What? Now we are at a point we can make nicknames for each other? "Biancs? Excuse me? I think you mixed it up.. It's Bianca." I said politely, well as politely as I can. 

"Aw! Come on. Everyone calls you Bee! Biancs would be a nice name." It's a terrible, horrible, ugly name. "Uhm... I guess so." I replied. Please just leave. "Anyway I need your help." He stopped in front of me so suddenly I bumped into him. "Ow." I fell down. "I'm so sorry." He took out his hand and I took it as he pulled me. 

"It's alright." NO, it's not. Dammit, what did I do to deserve this? "As I was saying, according to Mrs. Fisher you are my tutor for Chemistry." Jesus Christ. Thanks so much Fisher! Curse you! "Is my place alright?" He asked. I don't even know you! "Um... well, I'm not sure whether my parents would allow this..." I replied. Find someone else. "I'm fine with yours!" He quickly decided for me. Are you serious? "Uh, sure." Can't be bothered. "Okey Dokey see you today after school." 

He left me in an unbelievable state. "Who does he think he is?" I internally screamed.

Behind me, I heard giggling. "Biggie!" Great one trouble after another. "What?" I demanded. James was still laughing so I walked quickly away from this thing. 

"Wait up!" He caught up with me and managed to put his arms around my shoulder. "Come on Biggie. Don't be mean." He was still laughing. I stopped my track. 

"Are we in friendly terms?" I asked. "What do you mean?" He asked back. I smirked at his fake smile. "Look, let's clear things up. We are not friends. The only reason why we are even talking is because of our parents. So, Mr. Friendly, if you think we are in friendly terms, we certainly won't even go that way." I stated clearly to him. He pretended to get shot. "Ouch!" He winked at me and in one second changed to serious mode. 

There you go - the real James. "But why?" He asked me in seriousness. I smiled at him. "Since the day I lost everything, my best friend, and my family. You are nothing." With that, I left him and made a dramatic exit. Cruel, I know.

"Bi-an-ca!"It was lunch and Jennifer started screaming my name even though I was right beside her. Before I would always question James about this but now I've understood that this here is a secret art for girls to get attention from others. 

"What's wrong?" I asked the poor soul. She is one hell of a loud soul. "Chris and Tay are not going to my birthday party." She pouted at me. Honest opinion : Who cares? My dad wasn't even there for mine. "Come on Chris. Why can't you go?" I asked sweetly.

 "Tuition." He replied short and clear. You don't want to go? Well too bad, I'll think of a way for you to go. Suffer with me. "Just one tuition Chris... just one." I poked my index finger on his cheek and giggled at him. "Sorry Bee, really can't." He replied. I sighed and ate my food in silence. You'll see if you can or not.

"You know what I mean Zach, there's always.....Bi? Are you alright?" Taylor came out of nowhere with Zach probably talking about basketball... or girls. I sighed again and Jennifer sighed with me. "Chris isn't going. You're not going, then I won't go." I said. Jennifer gasped. "Wait so like no one's going." Jennifer was horrified. "Where queen Bee?" Taylor asked me. "My birthday." Jennifer spoke to me. 

"Uhm." Taylor looked at Chris. Chris shrugged at him. Oh my god just say yes already, I don't want her annoying me for the whole week. "Guess we'll go." Taylor smiled at me. Thank. The. Lord. "Fine. One tuition. Bee, you owe me a book." Chris is not the type of guy who's payment requirement is food, his is books. 

I gave him a thumbs up. How to say yes to Bianca for Dummies would be perfect !

"Someone broke their glass and it was on the floor of my office this morning. Who is it?" Mrs. Fisher asked, annoyed by the lack of interest her students show. Yesterday during Chemistry, we experimented with making glass. It was an alright experiment, except for the fact I was scared for my hair during the heating process. 

That's one thing but the main problem is someone definitely broke my glass and if I tell her that, she won't believe my arse. Great teacher she is and how nice the people are around here. To make matter worse, she announced, "Just so you know, this assignment counts on your finals....." 

Great, stuck in another trouble. 

Just as I was going to stand up and face the demon, I felt a nudge on my arm. Joshua pointed at his glass and smirked. 

I raised my eyebrows. 

What? 

He shook his head and smiled. 

Nothing. 

Don't tell me he planned to tell on me. 

"Mrs. Fisher!" He spoke like a child. I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes, Joshua?" She crossed her arms. "I broke my glasses." He announced and smiled. "Joshua Hierro. My office after school." She said and continued class. Joshua sat down, proud of his accomplishment. 

"What was that for?" I asked him. Why are you helping me? He put his index finger to his lips and pointed forward. Oh now you want to a good quiet student? Ok, fine by me. 

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