Just Friends...For Now-Book Four

Chapter 7

I walked into my math room early on the Friday morning, ready for the test.

I saw Ms. Rosburg look up from a stack of papers on her desk. She looked at me surprised, but then her look quickly turned into a glare and she went back to looking at her papers. I frowned, taking a seat at my desk.

I looked down at my heavy backpack and lifted it up into my lap with a groan. I quickly unzipped it and pulled out my math homework from previous days. I looked over all the questions, mentally solving them in my head. I double checked each answer on my calculator and made sure I thoroughly understood everything. I need to get at least a ninety percent in this test to even have a shot at graduating on time.

Fifteen minutes passed and people started filing into the classroom. I didn't look up or bother to see who all was coming in. I was so focused on reviewing all of the stuff on the test.

"Jacob?" I head someone say loudly. I looked up and saw it was Britt. By the look in her face, I could tell that was not the first time she had said my name. I smiled sheepishly, shoving the papers into my backpack and throwing it on the floor.

"Britt." I said smiling tiredly. She laughed and sat down in the desk to my right. She sighed, looking down at her hands.

"How are you feeling?" she asked me quietly. I knew that she wasn't actually asking how I was feeling in general. I knew she meant the test.

I sighed, looking down at my hands as well. "Nervous. Very nervous." I said truthfully. I saw Britt squirm in her seat, and I took a deep breath. "But I feel ready, too."

She looked over at me, her eyes wide. "Jacob," she said quietly, then cut herself off. She turned in her seat and briefly looked into her lap. Then she looked up into my eyes, her deep brown ones boring into my skull. Her eyes were so beautiful.

She grabbed my hand quickly and I flinched. I held her hand as she said, "I believe in you."

I opened my mouth, but the bell cut me off. I closed my mouth. Britt smiled at me, tilting her head. I looked at her, frowning nervously. "You got this, Sagittarius."

Then without warning, she quickly leaned in and kissed my cheek very lightly. My face grew hot and my eyes were wide open as she quickly got up and went to her assigned seat in the back of the room. I sat there still, staring off into space thinking about what just happened.

Did she just kiss me?

The seat that Britt was sitting in moments before was filled by another boy. He pulled out a pencil from his bag and was about to write something down as he saw me staring off into space. He looked at me weirdly.

"You good, bruh?" he asked. I shook my head quickly, snapping out of my daze. I looked over at the boy who was still looking at me as if I were some weird alien. I quickly nodded my head, smiling. He shrugged his shoulders and looked away from me, his eyes wide. I turned away, my cheeks red. My hand slid up to me cheek and I felt the place where Britt had just kissed me. I couldn't help but smile.

I kept on smiling and thinking about Britt until a stack of papers, all bound together with a staple that looked as if it were about to burst, was slammed down onto my desk. I looked up and saw the hideous face of my math teacher. I glared at her as she sulked away and handed out the papers to the others.

I looked down at my stack and realized it was my test. I gulped and grabbed my calculator and pencil. I bit my lip, looking cautiously down at the stack of papers.

All of my nervousness that had been dwelling in me ever since I learned about he test quickly washed away. For once when I looked down at my paper, I understood the questions. I understood the formulas and how to solve the problems. I smiled, proud of myself. I then straightened my back and got to work.

After a good twenty minutes, I finally finished the test. I smiled down at it, quickly scanning each page to make sure I didn't miss a question. I felt very confident in my test and knew that this test I would pass.
I got up out of my seat and strode happily down the aisle of students finishing up their own tests. I grinned brightly at my teacher, who was sitting grumpily at her desk, as I handed in my test. She glared at me, but not even her grumpiness could spoil my mood. That was the very first test that year that I felt very confident in passing. And I was proud of myself.

Do you think Jacob passed the test?