Fate;)

Chapter 12

"Hey, L."

"Hey, Sar. The girls told me what happened yesterday with Robert."

"Oh, that. Yeah, we had a moment."

"#Robarareunion."

"Laurel, we've been through this.."

Footsteps approach us. Robert.

"Wow, for the first time ever, you don't send Will!" I grinned.

He chuckles," Well, I had to  see you before classes start, after all we only have science together."

"Yeah," I giggled.

"Well, I'll let you two have your moment," Laurel assuring walks away.

"So.....," Robert tries to start a conversation.

I blush, seeing Laurel stalk our conversation.

"Have you seen Taylor Swift's new song?

"Yeah, wildest dreams? Right?"

"Yeah, but that song isn't my favorite," he smirks.

"I know. You belong with me is."

"Robert, the bell's gonna ring soon! You best be going, or I'll have to give you detention!" Mr. Lance yells.

*Bell rings*

"Right on time, get going Robert," Mr. Lance reminded.

"Well, I guess I have to go," Robert sighs, "see you in science," Robert says with a smile, while giving me a side hug.

"See you," I say, while smiling back.

Laurel walks up to me with a giggle, " So I hear Robara is going well, from the way your conversation went."

"Yeah, everything is perfect. But I don't think Rita will rest until she gets Robert."

"Don't worry, Sara. I won't let anything Robara. You guys have been through so much, you guys deserve each other," Laurel protests.

"Yeah, true."

"Well, better get to Spanish, or Miss K's gonna kill me!"

"Yeah, better get going, I have math with Robert next."

"Ooh, fate!"

"Bye, Laurel."

*Robert's POV*

"So, how did it go with Sara. I'm presuming it went great," Will guesses from my smile.

"You guessed it."

"Did you ask her to the Valentine's Dance yet?"

"Yeah, a couple days ago."

"Woah, my best friend is growing up. He can ask girls out without the help of his best friend."

"Shut up, Will."

"Class will be starting in a few minutes. While we're waiting for the students, Robert, do you mind passing out do nows?

"Not at all," I say, while I grab the pile of papers.

I turn around to start passing out papers, and all of a sudden, I see her. Sara. I hand her one and smile.

"What're you doing here? I thought you were suppose to be in Social Studies?"

"What about you? Aren't you suppose to be in P.E?"

"I had my schedule changed," we both exclaim in unison.

"Aww, they have the same reason for being in this class--Well, moatly because of schedule changes," Ms. Smoak squeals.

We both give Ms. Smoak a confused look.

"Sorry, I just really ship you guys!"

"Thanks."

"Sorry, getting back to math. Let's take attendance first." Ms. Smoak goes down the list.

"Will?"

"Here."

"Oliver?"

"Here."

"Sara and Robert are  here," Ms. Smoak mumbles.

"Steve?"

"Yallo."

"Hayden?"

"Here."

*Sara's POV*

"There's a last one. I can't say it."

"Don't tell me it's another transfer," I joke.

"It's a transfer, says here, she's a sixth grader and she was too smart for her math teacher."

"Oh, I think who that is."

"What's her name. I might be losing my mind."

"It's R--Rita--"

"It can't be," I gasp."

"Rita Ferns," Ms. Smoak announced.

"Oh no," I gasp.

"No way! Rita doesn't even know her multiplication, there's no way, she outsmarted Mrs. Phillips!"

"Robert, language!"

"But I'm telling in the truth!"

"Detention!"

"But Ms. Smoak, he's telling the truth."

"Then you can join him, Miss Fester. Wait, is this one of your guys' plan, so you guys can have some alone time? What am I saying--Of course it is! I'll just assign you to different rooms."

"Uh, Ms. Smoak, ASD is only held in one room, Ms. Reddy's room."

"Oh yeah, well, I figure out something."

Robert and I give her a confused face.

The door creaks open. With her coming in. Rita.

"Rita, welcome to seventh grade math! We're privileged to have you! Right, Sara and Robert?"

"Yes, Ma'am," we agreed reluctantly.

We both sit down, while Ms. Smoak hands out the rest of the do now's.

"Watch your back," she says to me, while giving a dirty look.

I give her a uncomfortable look.