Math Class |Weston Koury|Completed

Weston Who?

I walk into my math class and see someone I don't recognize sit down next to me.

"Hi, my name is Lexy." I say to the boy. "Weston. I'm the new kid, where are the pencils?" He asks me. I laugh, "Mr. Navy doesn't give out pencils. Here use one of mine." I get one out of my backpack.

As I hand it to him our hands touch. It shouldn't mean anything. I'm just handin him a pencil. But it feels like I'm cheating on Zach. Wow. Weston is kinda cute. He has braces, big brown eyes and hair that is the style I admire the most.

Snap out of it Lexy! I say to myself. He looks at me and does this big presentation before sitting like a girl. With his legs crossed and his hand on his knee. It makes me crack up until Mr. Navy walks in.

"Be quiet or I'm handing out slips." He scolds at everyone. Weston sits back to normal.

"Can you say str-iiict" Weston whispers to me.

I want to laugh but Mr. Navy would hand me a detention slip. Weston raises his hand. He doesn't even get called on before he starts talking. I wanna scoot away, knowing this will be bad. But I plant myself in the seat. "Hey Mr. N," he starts I wanna hide my face and cover my ears. Mr. Navy hates, and when I say hates, I mean despises being called Mr. N. So off the bat this is going to be bad. "when will we actually start," he pauses, "math?" It's funny that he went beyond the teachers extent to say that. Mr. Navy raises an eyebrow. "Mr. Koury, you know that I have access to detention slips, correct?" He asks Weston. Weston Koury. Sounds familiar but whatever. End of math comes and Weston asks me, "Hey, can I see your phone?" He says as he snatches it from me, I have an iPhone 6s, with a PopSocket of Zach and I on it. "Sure go ahead." I laugh. When he hands it back I say goodbye to him and examine my phone to see if everything's still there. I check my contacts just to make sure I don't have any missing ones. But instead I find this at the K's, "Weston Koury" the contact says. Does he... Don't I dare think this but, does he like me? I survive my classes and go home to find Peyton sitting on the couch. "Seniors got out because of homecoming." Oh yea! Homecoming is this weekend. Zach hasn't asked me yet. "Ahh." I say back to her because I didn't want to be rude. Her and dad had the strongest bond that seemed unbreakable. Which made it worse for her when he left. I want to ask her about Weston, so I do. "Pey, do you know someone on YouNow named Weston Koury?" She smiles, "Of COURSE! Weston is so cute and hilarious! But he's 14. Why you ask? Are you finally into YouNow?" She asks me. I respond, "Well, no. But he sits next to me in math class. He gave me his number." I say sitting down next to her. She looks like someone who just got a proposal from Justin Bieber. Bad example. She hates Justin. But someone she likes proposes to her. She screams. Then yells, "The rumors are true! He goes to our school!" She dances around the room crying and screaming. I record it. I want to post it on SnapChat. So I do. She'll hate me but whatever.