"There is no seat, Miss Collins," I stated as I stared at the math teacher for sign of reactions.
"Miss Torres, there is one just right next to Mr Diaz,"
"That seat is unavailable,"
"I really have no time to entertain you, Allison."
I flinched at her use of first name and quietly walk to the empty seat.
"How could not want to sit with me?I'm literally the math genius - in this class, that is."
"Because Dominic Diaz, the playboy in our school is literally the last one I want to sit with,"
"I only had 2 girlfriends in my life,"
"And sadly, one of them just have to be my best friend,"
"In my defense, she was the one caused the breakup,"
"And you could have try to make up the relationship instead of breaking up and pushed her away as you go around pulling girls into your arms,"
"We have done this long ago and I'm not going to do this again,"
"It's ironic how we're in a math class together,"
He stared at me, urging me to go on.
"Just like how you and her met because you were the assigned math tutor-"
"We definitely should not sit next to each other."
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ContoShe don't understand her obsession with Julius Caesar. She is astounded by his knowledge in Chemistry. She i̶s̶ was annoyed by her vast curiosity and questions in biology class. She - just how can anyone solve math so easily?! And here are...
