Math Class |Weston Koury|Completed

-Tomorrow!

*6 weeks later*
Tomorrow I get my cast off and I won't have to be on crutches anymore! I'm so excited. Weston has been over a lot. We've been just hanging in my room and he once poured water all over me to wake me up.

I get up for school and I get on my crutches which now has 2 dog pillow pets on them so they don't hurt my armpits.
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It's math time. I walk into class and I sit down.

"Hey loser,"

"Hey rat,"

He kisses my cheek and we start class.
"Hello class, and Weston," he starts. "Today we're doing a pop-quiz!" We all groan like uuuuugh.

"We should learn about how Bob Ross died and look at his paintings," Weston says. Mr. Navy raises his eyebrow. "Mr. Koury we have talked about this," he says. Weston nods and has he turns around he mouths "no" to everyone. We all laugh. "Koury outside now," Mr. Navy scolds at him. I look at him and he looks back. I'm probably more worried than he is. Mr. Navy walks outside with him.

"You don't deserve Weston," a girl named Amanda says.

"Yeah, Weston's funny you shouldn't get him because you're lame," another girl named Chloe says.

"Guys if she wants to date that twat let her," a guy named Josh says.

"Hey! You can make fun of me all you want but don't you dare, make fun of Weston," I say angrily.

"She's mad that he makes us laugh and she doesn't," Josh says to his table partner.

"Why do you guys care anyways?" I ask.

"Because Weston's super popular, Emily could've easily gotten him if you weren't such a baby," Chloe says.

"Weston had probably seen so many cuter girls than you. I think you're using him for fame," Josh says.

"What makes you think I'm using Weston for fame?" I ask.

"Look around! You probably begged him to go out with you. You're the ugliest girl in school, Weston just probably doesn't want to make you feel bad," Josh says like it's obvious.

I gulp. Of course I wasn't using him for fame, Weston begged me for forgiveness after the dance!

"Weston was the one who asked me out," I say rolling my eyes.

"Awh, poor baby starting lies," Amanda teases me.

Weston walks in and so does Mr. Navy. He hands out our quizzes and I whisper to Weston, "We need to talk after school." He just nods.

A/N-
Probably another chapter tonight. I'm obsessed with writing this! Thank you all for over 200 views!
-Laney