Our Kinda Happily Ever After? A Story Problem-Inspired Fanfic

Chapter 5 ~ Christina

    I had just shut my locker door, when Delsin, the kid from math class, came up to me.

    "Hey," he said.

    "Um, hi. What's up?"

    "The sky," he said with a wink.

    I smiled and rolled my eyes. I felt oddly comfortable around him.

    "Anyway," he said, "I heard you were from Tennessee. You don't happen to know any girls named Chris, do you?"

    "Um, well sometimes I go by Chris, but that's normally when I don't really know someone." I contemplated talking further. "I once got a call from a guy around here... his name was Peter Johnson. But you probably don't know him."

    He gave a nervous laugh. "About that..."

    "What?"

    "Well, I sort of-" He was interrupted by the tardy bell.

    "Golly gee! I'm late for class! I've gotta go, I'll see ya 'round. I still want answers," I giggled. I flashed a smile and winked. As I turned around, I saw Delsin flush red.

    As I walked into class, the teacher glared at me.

   "I'm so sorry, it's a big school and I got lost in the halls," I apologized.

   "All right," the teacher responded, "just this once. Since you're new."

    When I sat down, I wasn't paying any attention to the teacher. I kept thinking about Delsin, and what he said in the hall. He seemed  embarrassed, yet relieved. And the odd thing was, he knew a girl named Chris from Tennessee. How ironic was that? I slowly drifted back to reality. By then, the teacher had set us to work. I leaned over to the girl next to me and asked what we were supposed to be doing.

    "Maybe," she hissed, "you should've been paying attention."

    I thought I remembered her name being Herasu. She was always glaring at someone or scolding her siblings. I was pretty sure they were triplets, but I didn't know for sure.

    "Sorry," I whispered weakly. I meant for it to come out stronger, but my voice betrayed me. I looked at the other people around me to see what they were doing, and ended up opening my science textbook to page 394. The first sentence said: "How much wood could a woodchuck could chuck wood?" 

    I sighed into my hand. "I feel like I missed something."

    After one long and grueling hour, the class was over. I had almost forgotten my conversation with Delsin until I walked up the my locker, and it felt like I had talked to him just a minute ago. My thoughts kept coming back to how off-guard he seemed when I mentioned Peter Johnson. Maybe they knew each other and had an awkward relationship? I kept thinking about these things as I walked to my next class.

    I stepped in the room, and sat next to Delsin. Class was going along fairly smoothly, with Delsin making side comments every once in a while. Finally, I couldn't stand it.

    "Where have I met you before???"

    "I think that I would remember if I met someone with an accent as pretty as yours," he replied smoothly, but still blushing.

    That's it, I thought. I realized who Peter Johnson was.

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Sorry for the sorta kinda cliffhanger, but at least we made the chapter a little longer (I think). As of right now, we have 108 views, so thank you so much for reading! We'll update when we can, but it won't be for another week, because next week LoLo has a trip to D.C. Byeeee!!!!