Chapter 2 (CLASS)

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First period I couldn't stop thinking about that guy... Does he go to our school? Is he a transfer? And why does it feel like I've met him before...?

"Olivia, please answer this problem." I hear the teacher say as I snap out of my thoughts. I look at the complex math problem. "Um...." I say, then I hear someone whisper to me, none of my friends were in this class. "47..?" I repeat the whisper I heard. "Correct... I'm impressed Olivia. I did notice you weren't even paying attention. Please see me after class I'd like to talk with you." Mr. Harold, my math teacher, said. "Yes, sir." I say as I think this can't be good..

As I hear the bell ring, Mr. Harold dismissed the class. I get my stuff and stand up, forgetting that I had to stay after class to talk. As I walk by Mr. Harold's desk he clears his throat. What am I doing I'm supposed to see Mr. Harold! I think as I hear him. I stand by his desk "So what did you wanna talk about?" I ask.

"Is there something going on? Like at home or here? You had something on your mind." He asks concerningly. "No." I simply reply, and start to walk out. Mr. Harold just simply sighed, he was to old to go after me. A slight description of him, he has ocean blue eyes, silver like hair, and lots of wrinkles. I start to walk to my next class, everyone already went to their next class, Mr. Harold had given me a late slip, I turn around as I hear steps walking to me. I turned around to face my worst nightmare....

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