You Clearly Underestimate Me

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        Hey guys! 

        Ahhhh, passed a hundred reads! You guys are the best :) I never thought I'd get this much attention for something I wrote. You guys are making my dream come true :')

        Alright, mushy feelings aside, I'm super duper sorry for not updating recently, I've just been busy... ha ha, that's a lie. I just procrastinate. But I'm planning to update more often... Hopefully. Don't expect anything! I don't want to let you guys down. 

        Also, in a bit, I'm thinking about putting a chapter or two in Daniel's point of view. I might start switching things around. Maybe I will, maybe I won't.

        Okay, no more distracting you. Back to the story!

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        A loud yawn escaped my lips as I slipped out of my car. It was Monday, and I was suffering with lack of sleep. Last night, I invited Dalton over to keep my mind off of Daniel for a bit. The way Daniel was acting was just too strange, it wouldn't escape my thoughts. I needed a distraction, and that's where Dalton came in. Somehow, I still managed to look decent today, and as I stepped out my Camaro, wolf whistles erupted from behind me. I flipped my naturally wavy, maroon hair behind my shoulder and shrugged on my leather jacket, noticing how cold it was outside. 

"Shit, I'm freezing." I heard Stephanie say from across the car. "The closer it gets to December, the colder it gets."

"Well, duh." I rolled my eyes in mock arrogance, "It's called winter."

        I glanced over at her small body, arms crossed, struggling to keep warm. My heart warmed at the sight of my adorable best friend.

"There's a jacket in the car if you want it, Steph." I told her, nodding to the back seat. Her smile beamed at me and she immediately bent over to find said jacket. A second later, she came out with my black wool sweater on. It was a bit big on her, since she's petite and I'm on the taller side. It was adorable.

"You're just so cute, Steph." I squeezed her into a hug, and she struggled to keep her balance when I let her go.

"Shut up, I'm a fierce tiger." She replied, pouting.

"Roar." I flatly replied and grinned cheekily at her. I saw a smile twitching at the corner of her mouth, and grabbed her small arm, strutting towards the school building. More wolf whistles came from the hallways as we walked, but it didn't phase me. Stephanie, on the other hand, wasn't used to the attention, and started to blush. I chuckled.

"Hey, be proud of it. They're just acknowledging how great you look." I whispered to her. She nodded and straightened her back, trying to come off as more confident. How I got such a great and adorable best friend was beyond me. The bell rang, which sent the guys looking at us to their class.

        When we stepped into first period together, the first thing i noticed was how crowded it was. Nearly double the usual amount of students were crammed into the small classroom.

"Why is it so crowded?" Stephanie asked, mirroring my thoughts. I shrugged and walked to an empty seat, winking at a guy who had his eyes on me as i passed him. Stephanie followed and sat next to me.

"Alright, students, listen up!" My teacher, Mrs. Lawley, shouted at the large class, and everyone immediately shut up and turned to her. she smirked in victory of catching every ones attention. "Mr. Greene, from the class next door, had to leave suddenly for a couple weeks. Being the only other Algebra 2 teacher for junior year, I have to take you guys in for the rest of the semester. However, we will still be working and turning in assignments as usual," the class groaned and she frowned, "and for the semester, i'm allowing you guys to partner up." 

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