Just My Luck

Chapter 7

TOBYS P.O.V

I sat down in my seat for Mr. Dillman's class just before the bell rang. I breathed a sigh of relief. "All right class." he announced in a monotone voice. "As you all know I am assigning partners for our project due next week." Every one in the room groaned. "Our first pair is Jamie and Cassie." I heard two girls squeal in the back of the class. I winced and covered my ears.

He glared at them. "As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, our next pair is-" I stopped listening until he called my name. " Uh, Toby and...." he thought for a second, "Emma." I smiled a huge smile and looked back towards her. She was banging her head on her desk and making sobbing noises.

"Please Mr.Dillman! Don't let me work with.." She inhaled dramatically, "That thing!"

Ouch. That hurt. A lot.

She was making wailing noises into her arms and looked up at the teacher (who was not amused) with red eyes and mascara running down her face. She looked at him with puppy eyes and mouthed the word 'please'.

He just rolled his eyes. "Emma, you will be working with Toby and that's final! You understand? Good. I just don't get it. He seems like a very nice boy!"

She let out a 'hmph' and pulled out her make up bag. She wiped her face and applied six layers of about everything in her pink fury back that had the word 'Swagalishious' written in cursive right in the middle. What the hell did that mean?

"Any ways, for the project, you will have to go and meet up at each other's house because we won't have any class time for it." I raised my hand. "Yes Mr.Hanter?"

"I uh, wasn't here for the project and don't know what it's about uh, yeah." I trailed off.

"Oh!" He chuckled. "We are doing a report on an old president of choice. It's has to be 15 pages long and very detailed. Due next Thursday."

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EMMA'S P.O.V

"Hi Emma!" Oh god why does Mr.Dillman hate me so much! The geek was leaning in my desk slightly. I looked at him with disgust and scrunched up my nose.

"What do you want?" I hissed. He stood up straight and set down his stuff.

"Uh for the project do you want to go to my house or over to yours?" I just rolled my eyes.

"I don't really give a fuck where we go, but one this is for sure." He looked puzzled. I groaned and threw my head back. I stood up and looked him in the eye. " I am not doing anything and after this project.. Stay. The. Hell. Away. From. Me!! Got it!?" I screamed.

"Y-yes." He muttered and ran out of the class room.