Crushed ✔️(Editing)

Stop it

This chapter is dedicated to tushieq Happy birthday sweetheart. Love you.

Eva's POV

I was in physics class. And then I saw the door open.

Mr. Jefferson looked at the door and saw a Henry standing at the door what does he want here now.

Hello Mr. Bryan I hear you were transferred to this class? Mr Jeff asked him.

Yes I was. I needed to catch up on something and I heard this class was the fastest. He replied with a smile.

Obviously this boy was just being sweet to Mr. Jeff he really knows nothing in chemistry how can he understand physics.

I roll my eyes as he takes the only empty seat in the room which happen to be behind me. I don't know if it is by spell or anything but most people don't sit near the nerd.

Mr.  Jeff continues writing on the board.

Hey I hear a sound at my back. Obviously Henry. Maybe if I ignore him he will stop.

Hey

Ignore

Hey Eva

Ignore

Hey Eva

Ignore

Hey Ms. Taylor

Ignore

Hey Angel.

WTF. But still ignoring.

Princess?

Still ignoring

And the next thing I know he is poking me by the sides.

What do you want? I ask turning my head to glare at him.

Nothing but I have been calling you since and your have been ignoring me.

If a person ignores you then you should know that means he or she doesn't want to talk to you. But I assume you are the king of Dumbness I snap at him.

Ms. Taylor, Mr. Bryan care to tell the class what you guys are talking about Mr. Jeff said looking at us with an awkward expression on his face.

Well....um...... I.....was I stammered.

She was telling me she could tutor me for the lost works Henry blurted. I nodded and turned to give him a questioning look.

He was deadpan. David of all expression.
I faced Mr. Jeff and gulped hard you could see the way the saliva moved down it's tracks.

He went back to his teaching and for the rest of the class I thought of a hundred ways not to tutor his cute boy but I couldn't come up with anything.

As soon as the bell rang indicating lunch I ran out of the class. What they call saved by the bell.

I entered the cafeteria to see my best friend sitting at our regular table. I go over and sit with her.

Major problem I say as I sit down with her.

I know right? The cafeteria is trying to serve soup. How are they going to do that ?

Okay Emma that's not the major problem but come to think of it that's a major problem too. I say looking upwards.

So what is the problem she says opening her juice box. I know right Emma is older than using a juice box but she says soda is dangerous and she prefers a juice box to soda.