*I'm speechless
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I went for supper even though I'm still hungry as ever though.
Right now I was on my way to the Library. Too be honest this school was huge and had rough stoney walls dull even when its the sunniest day ever. Now picute it at night, school of horror, now here I am at 8pm, what was I thinking?, now I want to go back to my bed. I'm really tired and worst is that I still have to attend the first teenage party ever. Some of the school lights were out already but I could see Library written in professional capital letters and the light was still on. I walk towards it wiping my tired eyes. I don't understand why I am tired yet I didn't sleep nor did I do something tiring. I enter the library and a bell rings at my door step and many student's seemed to look my way. I walk towards the counter looking for a curly brown haired boy. He pops out from a far away book shelve and waves at me. I walk towards his far image. At least he was not seated were everyone else was. I rush past the other bookshelves looking at all the glorious books shouting out TAKE ME!!,...I'm sorry books but today I want to get this Chemistry assignment done...
"Great you made it,"
He let's out and his accent sounded so deep, was he black american?, no never mind that. In front of us was a round black table with an exam pad which I assumed was his. There was no chairs meaning we needed to do our work standing. Without wasting anytime I take out my A1 large paper with graph lines, 3 types of pencils, one being 5D my favourite.
"Right, today we just design and evaluate"
I say confidently, right now I was in work mode even though I was nervous... nervous because I'm going to an outside part, and my first party...
"Heard you got good drawing skills,"
"I try", I say and he smirks looking through the textbook.
I smile at my blank paper, but not for long, my page is still blank, it needs all possible reactions.
" Right, so our question is, what would happen if we left silver bromide in the sunlight for some time?"I read out what I just wrote and look at him for a guess
"Hypothesis; It would explode or something, or maybe it would rust, I dont know," He looks up from his text book and I write down what he says.
"Wait you seriously going to write down what I just said?",
"Yep, now secondly what do you think silver bromide is made for?" I question him seeing his first guess was funny.
"Isn't it used for photograph emulsion or something,"
"True now have an image of it exposed to sunlight,"
"Wait its liquid form right?"
"Think of precipitation, would there be one when having silver bromide?",
"I dont think so,"
"Ohk, so let's think of it like this, Chloride, Bromide and Iodide are all salt's right, now in addition if you add the type of elements like Lead, Mercury or Silver it will be insoluble,"
"Meaning there is a precipitate.."
Writing down stupid chemistry equations made it more easy for me, even though the time was ticking faster and faster.
I have been here for fifteen minutes, yet we hadn't started the design. Oh no, now its actually 8:20pm, shivers why can't the time be slower.
"You seem distracted, by the phone,"
Blake says observing my face, I look up from the page, can he ready mind, does he seem to see that I'm sweating.
"No, I'm alright, I uh, just time is moving fast and its almost 8:30, uh,"
"8:30 for what?"
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