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Chapter 15

"That answer is wrong."

I turned my head a little to see Finn looking over my shoulder at my worksheet. It wasn't a test or anything but it was an independent worksheet. I rolled my eyes and went back to the problem I was on, intent on changing it when he wasn't looking anymore.

I couldn't give him that satisfaction.

"That one's wrong too." 

I ignored him completely, not even turning around to see his face. He could be messing with me, he probably was, but I hated this unit. I could see my A+ slipping to a B+. I needed to keep this math grade up. A B wouldn't kill me but I wanted to keep my perfect grades. I worked hard for them.

My grip on my pencil tightened when I plugged in my answer. Defiantly wrong. I wouldn't erase it until Finn wasn't looking, I repeated to myself. I had to much pride to admit I had gotten two in a row wrong. To a teacher, fine. To Finn, not fine.

I moved onto the next problem only to hear Finn make a comical noise in the back of his throat. "How are you in AP Uconn Calculus? I'm surprised you even passed PreCalc, considering you keep getting your derivatives wrong."

This time I snapped my head to my right and glared at him. I knew my derivatives, I was just having an off day. I needed a little bit of review. That's all. Or at least, that's what I was telling myself.

"No one asked you." I replied in a curt whisper before turning back to my paper. I could feel those deep emerald eyes on my hands as I wrote. They moved to my face as he leaned closer and whispered in my ear.

"You could ask me." His hot breath fanned my ear and goose bumps pricked on my skin but I refused to shiver. Whether he was doing it to tease me or not, I didn't know. But it didn't matter. I hated how cruel and mean he could be but at the same time I craved his body. I wish I could just fuck and leave but that wasn't exactly an option.

"Like I would ever ask you." I muttered while going back to my worksheet.

"You never know, I could teach you a few things." He said in a tone that made me want to jump out of a window.

"I would never voluntarily spend time with you."

He quirked a full eyebrow at me and smirked. "Then what would you call last Friday?" My face set in a clenched frown as I turned back to the paper. I started writing again but Finn would not leave me alone for the life of him. "Are you sure you passed Algebra two? Square root of X is X to the 1/2 power."

This time I didn't have any pride as I scribbled down what he told me and solved the problem. It must have been correct because he looked at me with approval. "I'll have you know, I passed Honors Algebra 2 with flying colors."

"That's why you forget the basics."

"No one asked you."

"That's your favorite phrase of the day isn't it?" He asked while pointing his pencil tip at me. He looked amused and it wasn't because of our dialogue. It was because of the annoyed expression on my face. Finn has never talked to me during math class and now he decides all the sudden that he loved to chit chat while I'm trying to work. He is infuriating.

"It's my default response to idiots." I rolled my eyes and finished the last problem on my paper. Now I just had to fix all the wrong ones.

So back to the start, basically.

"Rich coming from someone who can't do her class work."

"Fuck you." I huffed.

"Ms. Mason? Is there something you'd like to share with the class?" Mr. Watson asked from his desk. The whole class turned to look at Finn and I. I started to shake my head 'no' when Finn interrupted.

"She was telling me what she wanted to do to me latter." He smirked and leaned back in his chair. "But I said no. She really does act entitled. Don't you think?"

My mouth dropped open in surprise. I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks. Not because he just told everyone I offered him sex but because he said he rejected me. I didn't even care about the entitled part. I knew he just did it for his own ego. I didn't trust a word he said in public.

"Griffin. Sylvia. Principles office." Was all Mr. Watson said in response. I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. I zipped my bag as did Finn, who for the record, didn't stop smirking at me the entire time.

I hit him in the arm. Hard.

Watson's head snapped back to us but before either of us could make an excuse he spoke, "detention. Both of you."

I clenched my teeth and walked out of the classroom with my chin held high and Finn trailing behind me. I wouldn't call it trailing though. He looked just as cocky as I did.

When he closed the wooden door behind him, leaving us in the hallway alone, I jumped on his case immediately. "Why do you always have to get me in trouble and then make it worse?" I grumbled while glaring at him.

He stopped smirking and quirked an eyebrow in my direction. He readjusted the black book bag hanging on one shoulder and shrugged. "If I recall correctly, you got yourself in trouble both times."

"And if I recall, you made it four times worse both times." I snapped back and crossed my arms as we walked down the vacant hallways.

We crossed the empty commons area silently and made our way to the office. We got to the reception area and Finn held the door open for me. It was a nice gesture but I only saw it as a mocking one.

Despite myself, we walked in together and the secretaries smile morphed into a frown. I guess she didn't have much faith in kids. Or perhaps it was the fact that it was the middle of the third period and we were both here in the office just under a week ago. I wouldn't have much faith in me if I were her either.

I guess you could say that Finn and I had developed a little bit of a reputation around the school staff. One minute they overheard us bickering and snapping or saw us glaring holes that would put Terminator to shame, and the next we're joking around and giving each other hugs.

I don't know if they thought we were bipolar, crazy, or toxic. It was probably at least two of the above, if not all. Our friendship was about as confusing as a maze and as cold as an iceberg.

"We're here for Howard." Finn said lazily while shooting the secretary a wide grin.

I cut in quickly before she could respond to him. "He means Mr. Guarino." I sent her an apologetic smile but it did nothing to help our case.

She gave us a tight lipped smile before getting up and disappearing to the principles office. I looked anywhere but Finn while we waited. When she finally came back, her face was set in a grimace as she spoke. "He'll see you now."

I thanked her but Finn pushed right past the desk without a word and walked into the principles office. I followed and shut the door behind me. Finn took the seat on the left so I took the one closest to the door on the right. Gaurino didn't look pleased. He had his arms crossed as he leaned back in his chair. He looked at us down his nose.

"Back so soon? I would think you two get in trouble to spend time together if I wasn't already aware of your fights." He stated, referring to running after practice, the whole nudes thing, and this current event. I suppose it did seem like we wanted to spend time together. I almost hung my head in shame but that seemed like admitting I was wrong.

I did nothing wrong, I was set up. Tell me I'm wrong, but that's what I believe.

"Regardless you two are the best athletes in the school and I can't reprimand you too hard just yet. But there will be a 'just yet' if this behavior continues." He leaned foward and paused before continuing, almost as if he was waiting for someone. I would guess it would be coach but no one came in. "Both of you need to stop arguing in class and practice. If you can do that and go to detention today than we should have no problems."

I nodded without hesitation and kicked Finn under the desk lightly. He nodded reluctantly after a second and stood up. "We done here, Howard?"

Gaurino huffed our a breath but relented none the less. "Yes, Griffin. We are done. I better not see either of you back here within the next two weeks or there will be major consequences."

Great. Just great.