A Year With Williams

Chapter 37

Day 296

"We did linear series in electrical circuit yesterday. Today we are going to do parallel series." Our physics sir declared.

"But first do the questions on page 324."

I being the obedient good girl open the book and start solving. All we have to do is make a diagram and add all the....

Wait what?

"Max you can't just take my notebook without asking me. " I sigh.

When he doesn't reply I stand up and sit right next to him and solve the remaining problems and walk away.

"Why do you even need to copy, it's basic addition."

"I don't. I am copying yesterday's work"

"Why?"

"Because I slept during class. Stops asking so many questions."

"Well I won't give you my notebook next time if you keep annoying me."

"Says the queen of land of annoyance."

"Says the demon."

"Says the witch."

"Says the sleeping beauty of class."

"Says the nerd."

"Says the asshole."

"A hot asshole."

"You are delusional if you think so."

From corner of my eye I see Rachel glaring a hole through my skull.

It wouldn't have bothered me if Max wouldn't have smirked. He knew. He did this on purpose. He did it to make her jealous.

"Why?" I ask him.

"She isn't talking to me. This was the best way to see of she is angry with me or not."

"So you use me?"

"I thought you wouldn't mind?"

On thinking a little, it actually doesn't bother me except that he is using me to get a reaction from her. I don't know if I want to be a part of his game or not.

But seeing her jealous got a satisfaction in me. Call me a bitch but after what she and Meghan did yesterday I wanted to.

I purse my lips. I am a believer of Karma. It will come back to bite her in the ass. Maybe she will have to go through what I did. But I don't think I

"Not that much. Just don't play with hearts Max." I say and walk away taking my notebook from him.
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From the first day in this school, I knew my presence isn't appreciated. I accepted it and am doing really well for someone who was labelled as a social outcast. I have friends, a best friend and the people who hate me do not matter. But what I do not like is when people spread things over exasperatingly.

Especially when you trusted them.

No one say a word about Penny. No one. I love that girl with all my heart and I would kill anyone who comments on her without knowing her.

Even if the person is my crush.

That asshole. How dare he? He just signed his death warrant. I swear to god if murder was legal I would first cut his balls off, then I would cut open his stomach and wrap his intestine on a pulley and put his non existent brain on the other side and roll his intestine out slowly, torturing him while he gets electrocuted and then chop him and feed why is remaining to Satan.

Okay where did that come from? Too violent Emmy. Calm yourself.

You can't sacrifice devil's son to the devil.

"You told everyone?" I say surprisingly calm.

"Told what?" Max asks.

A fire ignites inside me and I suddenly want to burn him alive.

"That Penny called you."

"I did but...."

I put my hand up to stop him.

"If you didn't like her calling you why the hell didn't you just cut the call? Why did you insult her? You insulted my best friend. If you didn't like her calling you then block her number, unfriend her from Facebook. I swear to God Max if one more person comes and tells me how pathetic am I that my best friend called you, I'll not hesitate kicking you where the sun doesn't shine and you have literally no right to call her names. Say whatever you want to say to me, but I hear a word about her and I would shove a knife down the person's throat."

"Whoa there calm down. What got you so angry? I didn't say a word against her. I quite like her that's why I sent he a request in Facebook."

"Well that's clearly not what I have been hearing."

"Why does it matter what people say? You actually believe them?"

I feel tongue tied.

"Look Emmy, when I said clean slate, I meant it. It also meant that I wouldn't do anything to mess up again. I didn't say a word against her okay? I promise Emmy."

He looks sincere.

"Fine." I nod believing him. He nods back.

"I am taking your guitar."

"What did I say about asking my permission?"

He just grins and takes the guitar out.

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A/N

Not really long. I know I haven't updated in ages. But I am too attached to the characters to finish the story.

Anyways holidays started so you could expect quicker updates.

And don't worry I still have 10 chapters left.

Till the next time.