Munchkin

•Five•

"Please prepare your answer sheets and anything else you may need during the exam. Calculators are not allowed," Mrs. Williams began to hand out the question papers and I began to say a mental prayer, regretting skipping church on Sunday.

"The duration is an hour and fifteen minutes, you may begin."

I opened my question booklet and read the first question.

To get a 90° angle, what steps should be carried out?

Well, I am completely doomed.

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"So, how was the test?" Mia asked as I closed my locker and the both of us walked down to the cafeteria.

"Looks like I'm going to summer school." We both got our lunch, pizza rolls, before sitting down at our usual table. Zayn, Jordan, Drew and Laila were there and I sat in between Laila and Jordan.

"Hey, Lai," I smiled. "Hey," she checked her watch before standing up from her seat, "I have to go for a club meeting. See you all later. Bye Jordan," she waved before rushing out of the cafeteria.

I turned to my twin on my right, "So, Laila huh?" He rolled his eyes with a sigh, "What's wrong with her?"

"Nothing, it's just that usually you go for," I grabbed my orange and his apples, raising them in front of my face and squeezing them. Everyone at the table, except for Jordan of course, busted out laughing and Jordan huffed before getting up from his seat.

"I gotta go. Let mom know I'll be late for dinner," without another word, he left. I turned to face Zayn who was looking at me in anticipation.

His mouth opened up to speak but I quickly stopped him with a shake of my head, "Haven't seen her around," I shrugged and he sighed before getting up and leaving as well, the cold breeze from the hallway swooping into the dimly lit cafeteria. Like I said, Samoi. It just can't make up it's mind ever. If you want a nice town with mood swings, just come on down to Ol Samoi.

And considering my outfit choice, jean shorts, a tank top and Converse, of course I was freezing. I began to rub my hands together in attempt to warm myself up. "I'm gonna go get a sweater," I ran out of the cafeteria, bumping into a wall.

Nevermind. Still not a wall.

I back up a little, looking down at my fingers, feeling his gaze. "You're really clumsy aren't you munchkin," Jace chuckles and I slowly look up at him, holding back a smile.

Okay, I've always hated that name because when Jordan and I used to dress alike, he was already taller than me so my parents would call me their little munchkin considering I'm the youngest so I've always hated it. But Jace? The word coming from his mouth just sounds ten times better.

"Sorry," I apologise nervously but he shakes it off.

"No problem," he began to walk down the hall but not before whispering, "Congratulations."

I crease my eyebrows, "For what?"

"Scoring the goal," and with that, he disappeared as he turned the corner. I bit the inside of my cheek as I pulled out the huge sweater, sliding it over my shoulders allowing it to flow down to my knees. I stole this sweater two years ago when Zayn was going through his emo phase and wore lots of baggy clothes.

Doing my best to hold in my smile, I walk back to my table and sit beside Mia, sipping my orange juice like nothing happened. I felt Mia's gaze on me as I began to play with my pizza rolls, stacking them to form a castle. "What happened?" Mia whispers seductively making it even harder to hold in my smile.