Chapter 2

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After the tour, we brought Rowan to class and if course Rowan looking as good as he did, the putass ran over and started flirting. 

And there goes an other potential friend, the girls were so much more pretty and popular. I sat down in my usual seat and got out my books. Surprisingly I was pretty good at maths, it wasn't that hard when you payed attention. 

I lost my trail of thought when Rowan sat down next to me.

"Don't you want to sit next to them." I said gesturing to the putass

"Nah", he replied casually "they are kinda annoying"

"Thank you", I replied a bit to loudly, and our maths teacher told me to be quiet.

I finished that class with a smile on my face.

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The smile was soon whipped of my face when Brittany and her clic came right up to me.

"Here's my maths homework", she said shoving it into my face

"Excuse me" I replied 

"You know what I meant freak" she said in her fake American  accent, it was really an insult to the American society  

"No I am not doing your homework"

"Fine then, you freak, you should just go an kill your self"

"Oh, I already have that planned, I'll climb up your ego and jump down to your IQ" I reply, leaving with a smirk on my face

It was an amazing feeling and Natasha going "oooooo" in the back ground made it even better, I walked out the door with Rowan and Natasha trailing me. 

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I went home, to find my phone ringing, I hadn't even realised I had left at home. The number was unknown, but I picked it up anyway. 

"Hello, this is (y/n), who is speaking"

"Hey (y/n) It's Rowan, Natasha gave me your number"

I panicked. My mind raced for all the different outcome of this conversation. But before I could say anything Rowan, asked:

"Hey did get the number of the Spanish exercise, the teacher rubbed them off the board quickly"

"Of course let me just get my copy book" I say, I dropped my phone down and open my bag, I let a massive sigh of relief, I pull out the copy, and open the page, with the numbers. A note fell out, it read

Thanks so much for the wonderful tour today and the tip about "the putass", I can't wait for the rest of this school year. Thanks again Rowan.

My heart melted into gloop, as I read it he was so smooth. I went back to my phone.

"Really" I say a smile playing in my face, I heard him snicker over the phone.

"Thanks you and it was my pleasure", I say in gratitude 

"But seriously, though I need the Spanish exercises" he says.

A/N IMPORTANT 

if you guys want me to continue please tell me, I have very little but I will try if you guys want me too, also sorry for it being super short I ran out of ideas. 

Lots of love my little Sarah J Maas fan. 

Avi



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