"Alright class, toady we'll be studying for your test next week. Which means reviewing what you've learned in this unit! " The teacher squeaks. All of us groan.
The teacher gives us a look, and starts to pass out papers to the class, row by row.
I take a blank piece of paper from my binder silently and write, Hey Wes. "Like" it here so far? :3
I fold it up into a little square, passing the note over to Weston, tossing onto his desk silently.
As I listen to the teacher ramble on and on about adverbs and how they're so important to the English language, the note is passed back to me.
It read under my writing, It's nice I guess. Oh and before I forget, happy birthday! I have a present for you in my locker. Meet me after class ;)
I blush, not looking in his direction, just waiting for class to be over already.
12 minutes later
"...And see class, that is why adverbs are so very important."
I jerk my head off my desk, nodding in agreement.
Weston raises his hand silently.
"Yes Weston?"
"You sure do love adverbs, don't you?" Weston smirks, playing with his pencil.
"Well, I guess you could say that." She nods, smiling back.
The bell suddenly rings without warning, and we all buzz out of class. I follow Weston to his locker, remembering that he had a present for me.
He starts to put in his combo, and once his locker is open, he takes out a neatly wrapped box. I accept it and put it with my stack of binders.
"I'll open it later, okay?" I yell over the crowd, heading to my next class. He nods in reply, heading to the other direction.
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I yawn softly, covering my mouth with my hand. How long is this dance video?? I really want to see Mario and go home.
And why has he erupted into my thoughts again? Maybe it's because I think I li-
"CARMEN!"
I snap up to the voice, a infuriated teacher, hovering over my sitting form.
"And do you mind telling the class what you've been thinking about other than this technique in the video?"
"Well do you want me to be honest with you, sir?"
"That would be helpful."
"Well," I start, "Maybe it's the fact that it's my birthday today. Oh, and I already know how to do that technique. So," I stand up, "I don't honestly care about the video. What I do care about is my own life. Apparently you don't have one.
"Oh, and you want to know what else I don't care about?" I smirk.
He sighs, a few veins viable on his forehead, "Well, while your at i-"
"I really don't care about this conversation. How about we forget this even happened if I show you I can do this technique?"
Before he could say "Sure," I was already shrugging off my dance jacket and heading to a big space, preparing for the technique.
I start gracefully, feeling the gaze of eyes on me. I enjoy the feeling, smiling, and continue to dance until I've finished. I look up to a teacher that was once infuriated, to a jaw dropping to the ground.
I smirk, pick up my jacket, and walk in the direction of the dressing room.
"Oh hey Mario. What's up?" I smile, passing by Mario. He was in some sort of shock, by the looks of his facial features.
"How did you learn that?" He says, sighing.
"What, the dance technique back there?" I turn to gaze at him, leaning against the wall. He nods, stopping beside me.
"My aunt owns a dance studio. She taught me how to do it years ago." I look away, blushing.
His eyes widen, "You've known that for years? No wonder you were so graceful and b-"
I slowly look up at him, making him pause. "Keep going. I'm listening." I urge.
He smiles and whispers, "Beautiful. You were very beautiful back there. And even now you are." He stares into my eyes, sending shivers down my spine.
Mario chuckles, "You can't forget the feisty snapping you can do. Now that was a show."
I blush a bright red, "Well that's what a sub get's when he doubts me like that." I grin, walking into the dressing room and quickly changing. I grab my backpack and phone, then head to the bus with Mario.
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