The Love Game: A Hardship Love [To Be Edited]

Chapter 8:"Numbers and Jealousy"

Hi Gwen here,
Sorry if you noticed that I would publish and re-publish chapters.Well...
that's because I edit other chapters in the story.I hope you enjoy my story.Ciao!
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Day 2/100
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Phoebe

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"Well,maybe you're right about the things you said about love being socially constructed,but let me ask you one thing:this feeling,this happy feeling whenever I see you,whenever I'm with you,whenever I hold your hand...do you think that's socially constructed too?"He said smirking.

That shut me up

Suddenly all our classmates screamed and teased us.They thought that we'll turn us on,even Sir joined too.
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Why did he have to say that?Unfair!How was I supposed to answer that damn question when I couldn't even think straight because of this roller-coaster of emotions?Why was I feeling this way?I couldn't give an answer.

But why was I feeling this weird feelings yesterday?

I sighed as I continued to walk to my locker.I got all my books and went to my next class....Math.

I hate this subject so much but even I hate it I'm good at it.

I wish math can only solve itself.

I went to my classroom and sat down to my chair while waiting I reviewed my notes for our pop quiz.
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Meanwhile...
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Cole

"Hey Phoebe.."I whispered to "Ms.I'm-smart-for-school".

We were having a pop quiz in Math and I'm having a hard time answering algebra.

Fortunately,I'm beside Ms.I'm-smart-for-school,who is great at math.

We all know what I'm going to do.

Cheat and you'll end up getting detention.

I've been there many times.

Yeah right.Next time it's prison.

Whatever..subconscience!Dang,I hate it when it scolds me.

Good.

I internally groaned as I mentally had an argument with my subconscience.

Glancing at the teacher,I continued calling her name in a whisper.

"Phoebe!Pssst!"I said,trying to be soft as I could.

She flinched a little and faced me slowly.She had this really scary glare on her face.And I swear I saw steam coming out above her head.

"Um,Phoebe-"

"What the heck Cole!We're having a quiz,you jerk!"She whisper-yelled,slapping my hand.

I quickly pulled my hand away and gave her a hurting look.

"Stop giving me that look and tell me what you're bothering me about.Also make it fast,we have 10 minutes left"
She explained,glancing at the wall clock above the class door.

I smiled a little and leaned over so that she would hear me well.

"What's the answer to number 20?"I asked her quietly.