*reminder it is maths not math*
Adam had been coming to my school for a few months now, and his English was still improving.
As well as being able to say people's names, he could say general words used in a normal conversation.
We had a maths lesson, and me, being the idiot I was, was in the lowest group. The people in my group were Alex, George, and I.
Mrs. Joanne had been trying to get Adam into a group of people to work with for the last few lessons, and he finally joined a group.
My group.
He sat next to me, and gave me a shy smile. I looked at him dumbfounded.
"Okay. Adam is going to join your group, please be as nice as you can." said Mrs. Joanne.
George and Alex nodded and I still just stared at Adam. I couldn't believe it.
The new kid, my only friend, was like me. Neither of us were smart.
The teacher left and he clicked his tongue to get my attention. He glanced under the table and looked back at me expectantly.
I nodded and dropped my open pencil case on the ground. It spilled all over the ground under the table, and I went under and started picking them up.
Adam joined me not long after.
"Chloe, I not very smart." He whispered. I nodded and gave him a sympathetic smile.
"I'm not very smart either." I whispered back.
"Hungary I was still not smart." He whispered again. He seemed sad.
I gave him a tight hug, almost hitting my head on the table. He hugged me back.
"You'll be smart one day. I promise." I whispered into his ear. I felt him nod, before we pulled out of the hug. He continued to pick up my pens, and he put them in my pencil case. He smiled at me and went back up to the table.
I followed him.
We did activities for a while, that were actually quite easy. I helped Adam with them too.
He kept on writing on this tiny piece of paper, tucking it in his shadow so no one would see.
The bell rang meaning it was recess and I quickly packed up my table. Adam got a piece of sticky tape and taped the tiny piece of paper onto the back of my hand.
It had messy writing, but it wasn't hard to read.
You can be smart soon.
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