Wednesday 25th January 2012
Lesson Five, Chemistry
Jazmin: Hey, Scott, sorry I didn't reply last night.
Scott: How come?
Jazmin: Huh?
Scott: How come you didn't reply?
Jazmin: I was... busy.
Scott: Oh, so... Are you okay with it?
Jazmin: I guess so.
[Jazmin goes to get their books from Miss Hart, who has been marking them. Sophie and Tilly, who are late, walk past Scott, talking.]
Sophie: I rang her up yesterday to ask abour our Art homework, and she was crying down the phone.
Tilly: I don't even know what's up with her! I was talking about my boyfriend this morning and she just burst out crying!
Sophie: Why is she even upset? I thought she was over Greg.
[Scott accidentally snorts at Greg, and both Tilly and Sophie glare at him.]
Sophie: You got a problem?
Scott [raises his hands in surrender]: No! Who are you talking about?
Tilly: Mind your own business, jerk.
[Scott frowns as they walk off. Jazmin returns to the table, sniffing slightly.]
Scott: You're not okay.
Jazmin: Well done, genuis.
Scott: How long have you even known Tristan?
Jazmin: Since last Thursday.
Scott: Okay...
Jazmin: look, I get worked up over silly things. I cry a lot, I'm a girl, girls cry!
Scott: You know, back when you were pissy with me, I said if you ever needed someone to talk to I'd be here for you, and you shouted at me. But, I meant it, okay?
Jazmin: Really?
Scott: You said so yourself: we're friends. That's what friends are for.
Jazmin: You sound so cheesy. I think I'm gonna vomit.
Scott: Go ahead, just don't vomit over me, kay?
[The bell goes, and Miss Hart dismisses the class.]
Jazmin: See you.
Scott: Yeah... If you need me, my next lesson is Business Studies, okay?
Jazmin: Whoah - Mr Cool Dude does Business Studies?
Scott: Need I bring up cookie and craft Girl Guides?
Jazmin: Ha, ha. Look I'm gonna be late. Bye.
Scott: Bye.
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Chemistry
RomanceIt all starts when Jazmin's Chemistry teacher sits her next to Scott Alexander in the new seating plan. Together, they battle through a term's worth of Chemistry lessons, weeks of broken relationships, and finally realise that, just maybe, the perso...