Chapter 10

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Zann

In some horrific twist of my life, I woke up in the morning to find out that I had to go to school.

Amnesiac recovering here, hello!

But I still got up and went to school.

The corridor was quite familiar and I managed to find my class. I tentatively stepped in and 39 other kids stared at me.

Uh, okay?

I recognised Matt, Matthew, Janice, Diana, Claire, Claris and Yvonne, but the rest I couldn't.

The teacher smiled widely back at me.

"Welcome back, Zann! Sit down next to Diana. Wonderful." The teacher- Miss Cellaneous, I think- babbled on.

I flopped down next to Di and she smiled at me.

"Welcome back, girl." she whispered.

I grinned as Matt and Matthew turned to face me. "How's your first day back?" Matthew asked.

I shrugged. "Shouldn't you ask me that at the end of the day?" I asked.

Matt grinned. "That's what makes us, well, us. It's a good question!" he said.

What?

Matthew smiled at my bewildered face.

"Matthew Sabers, is there anything you want to tell Miss Yates?" Miss Cellaneous asked.

"Yes, Miss Cellaneous. Welcome back, Zann!" Matthew proclaimed.

Oh no.

Claris smirked and playfully messed up Matthew's hair. He frowned and straightened his hair.

"Don't do that," I said without thinking.

Claris turned to me. "Why? Are you two engaged or something?" she mouthed off.

I felt some burning on my cheeks.

"No. It's just..." I trailed off as I racked my brain for something Matthew would say.

"You don't know if you'd get Matthew sweat." Matt finished for me.

Claris raised an eyebrow.

"I love Matthew sweat." she said.

Ew.

"I thought you were all over Justin?" Claire asked snidely.

Yvonne tensed, then relaxed.

What was happening?

Claris laughed.

"He was all over me, so I let him enjoy himself." Claris replied.

"He's just a cutie for me to mess with." she finished and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

Typical.

Matthew rolled his eyes and grimaced.

"Ma-att, let's go out after school?" Claris asked lazily.

Matthew frowned.

"Hell no."

Thank you, Matthew.

After all, somebody had to put Claris in her place.

I mean, asking around for dates?

What kinda girl does that?

Wait.

I don't sound jealous, right?


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