Asian // calum hood

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Calum was half asleep in the middle of an educational video.

It wasn't his fault, they had stayed up practicing.

Except

Uh

What was the answer to number four? He had zoned out.

Darn worksheet. Why did they have to do worksheets with videos? Was the damn video not bad enough?

Did teachers just think of ideas to ruin the students' lives?

And what was the answer to the damn question?

Calum swore violently under his breath. What was the point of going to high school? He was going to be leaving soon anyways.

Calum felt a piece of paper slowly slide onto his desk, and he shifted, staring at it.

'First it is C, then A, then B.'

Calum smiled in relief.

'Thanks. You're a savior.'

'You really think so?'

Calum grinned. He wasn't falling for that.

'Nope.'

'Oh.'

'Kidding, you're not that bad. Why don't you believe me?'

Calum wondered what she would say.

'Everyone hates me so'

Calum turned and smiled fondly at her, dropping off the paper airplane before standing up and gathering his stuff, leaving.

'Ha. I don't hate you.'