Chapter 7 PART 2

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Athena's P.O.V.

Time flies so fast when you're having a great, great time.

It's already Friday! 4th day of being Nate's girlfriend. Yep. Nate. I called him Nate. 

Well, he kinda begged me to call him Nate for almost 2 days. It's funny seeing him beg. He's just so cute especially when pouting. 

I gotta admit I kind of like him already. He's sweet, caring, and over protective, most of the times. 

He would always walk with me, pick me up during school days, always holds my hand and hug me.. He also kisses me, occasionally. I don't like to attract attention again. PDA is not my thing.

Speaking of Nate. I wonder where he is. After his announcement on Tuesday, he skipped in the afternoon. Of course after asking permission from me. He's just too cute. It's the last class and I didn't see him all day.

"Ms. Athena Brook! Ms. Athena Brook!" a voice said interrupting my thoughts. I look up to see my teacher and the students looking at me causing me to blush. 

"Uhm.. Y-yes?" I stuttered out. Ms. Tan is my history teacher and she can be scary as hell if she wants to be, like right now.

"What are you thinking that is much more important to my lessons!?" she asked

"Probably Nate" someone blurted out and the class started laughing making me blush harder.

"Quiet!" Ms. Tan is now pissed which is never a good sign. "Now, Ms. Brook, can you tell me what are some of the significant events that happened during the Movement from 1954-1972?"

"uhm. What movement are we talking about Ms. Tan?" I asked. 

I probably shouldn't asked that. Ms Tan is now pissed as ever and the students were now laughing at me. Great. Just Great.

"Read the words written on the board Ms. Brook."

The Impact of the Civil Rights Movement

okayyy, I have know idea what that is but it must be important. 

Think, Athena! Think!

SINGING RADIOHEAD AT THE TOP OF OUR LUNGS

WITH THE BOOM BOX BLARING AS WE'RE FALLING IN LOVE

GOT A BOTTLE OF WHATEVER, BUT IT'S GETTING US DRUNK

SINGING HERE'S TO NEVER GROWING UP

Avril Lavigne's Here's To Never Growing Up started blaring out, making me lose my focus. 

"Oh My Gosh! Will you turn that thing off?! I'm trying to think here!" I shouted. They started giving me weird looks. "What?!"

"Ms. Brook! Your phone is ringing!" I widen my eyes in realization. Crap. It is mine..

I gave my teacher a small smile then answered my phone.

"Hello. I'm facing my almost death right now. So, will you call later, stupid?" I snapped at whoever is stupid enough to call me during class hours.

"Uhmm. Babe, it's me. yeah, sorry for calling you right now but can I ask you something real quick?" Of course, Nate is stupid.

I sighed and agreed. 

"Great. What is your favorite color?" he asked almost making my head explode.

"YOU CALLED ME JUST TO ASK THAT?! MY- I MEAN OUR TEACHER IS NOW TURNING INTO A MONSTER IN FRONT OF ME" I heard gasps but I just ignored it and continued "AND YOU CALLED MAKING IT MORE WORST JUST TO ASK MY FAVORITE COLOR?! ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?!" I shouted.

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