Forbidden Love

Chapter 12: Mom!

Ugh...why did school have to exist? Right now, I was stuck listening to my history teacher blabbering stuff I could care less about. It's been a week now, Ryan and I have turned into great friends, friends that tell each other everything. But Ryan never told me how he got hurt on his shoulder...I asked him so many times but he just changed the subject every time I did. I guess he needs time to open up, but I'm gonna find out about it!  Noah, being the same old asshole, was getting good grades in Math and I'm glad that my tutoring worked. Or else, I don't know how long I could've stood to his continuous wicked flirting and all in my house.

"Okay, now that I finished today's part of the chapter, let's sum it all up..." said Ms. Penelope as she scattered her vision around the classroom. 

"Lydia!" she cried. I jumped on my seat in flabbergast. I slowly stood up and asked nervously,

"Yes Ms. Penelope?"

"Tell me when did the Russian Revolution begin and who was the Tsar of the country?"

Oh yeah, of course she had to ask me the questions whose answer I- No wait, I actually know the answer. How? Let's say, I'm a popular geek, so I know stuff and I'm known to all. Oh anyway, I need to answer the question!

"The Russian Revolution began in the year 1905; and Tsar Nicholas II was ruling over Russia at that time." I replied.

"Very good, so this proves that Miss Winters was listening. Good, sit down."

I smiled proudly as I sat down. 

"Ryan? Ryan, isn't it?"

"Yes." said Ryan as he struggled to get up. It must be his shoulder...gosh, if he would just tell me what happened!

"Give me one reason why the Russian Revolution began?"

Ryan was silent for a while. I guess, he was thinking when he finally came up with his answer.

"One of the main reasons is the conflict between the Monarchy and the Nobility over the reform of the tax system that led to paralysis and bankruptcy."

Ms. Penelope seemed pretty impressed by Ryan's answer. And so was I!

"Well done Mr. Moore, you and Lydia will surely pass my class!" said Ms. Penelope proudly.

"Well done Mr. Moore, you and Lydia will surely pass my class..." whined Noah annoyed. I wasn't surprised by his reaction. He always did that whenever I answered in the class.

"Mr. Martin, do you have any problem?" asked Ms. Penelope.

"Of course not, no wait, I think it's Ryan and Lydia..." said Noah mockingly, and gave me death stares. If looks could kill, I would've been dead by now.

Suddenly, the bell rang and we all looked at Ms. Penelope desperately. She gave a warm smile and said, "Alright, you're dismissed." We all grinned as we exited the class in an orderly fashioned way.

Hold on a sec....'orderly fashioned way'? Ugh, looks like History is going to keep on haunting me for while. 

"Lydia!" cried out someone. I turned around to find Willow running from the other side of the hallway. 

"What's up Willow?"

"Gosh, hang on a minute; I can't believe we don't have any class together..."

"Well, we do have different inter-"

"Keep it shut nerd, let me state the reason why I came all the way here running on heels..."

"Hey, I'm not a nerd!" I cried while putting my arms on my waist.