Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

History was boring sometimes. And stupid. I mean, there was no cause for the Vietnam War, at least not for Americans. If half of the Vietnamese wanted communism and the other half didn't, that was their problem, not ours. Plus, the fact that we had been learning about the same point for the last year was just unacceptable. We had a civil war that actually involved Americans directly, why don't we learn about that, huh?

But that's not the point I'm trying to make here. The point is that I was practically dying of boredom by the time the bell rang; I literally ran out of the door to my next class. To Math. I couldn't believe I was running to Math. I suppose it could be because it was the only class that had both Lily and Catherine in it.

Just one more hallway. Just one more hallway. Just one more-

"Oomph!" I slammed into a tall, solid torso as I rounded the corner. "Sorry! Sorry!"

"Whoa! Baby, are you okay?"

I looked up, then had to look higher to meet the eyes of my wall. "Oh, hey!"

"What's wrong? You look like you're running from a freight train or something," Sam asked me, a worried look on his face.

"Nothing, nothing. Just can't wait to get a load of quadratics and algebraic equations, you know?"

"No, I don't know. What is it?"

"History, Ms Bacon, bored? Lily, Catherine, Math, get it?"

"No, I don't. What's wrong with walking?"

"I was walking," confusion seemed to be written all over my face.

"No, you weren't. But that's not the point."

"Then what is the point?"

"Look, just…never mind, watch where you're walking next time, okay? 'Cause, as much as I like catching my damsel in distress, I don't want the scenario ending up in a freight train crash, alright baby" He smiled.

"Yeah sorry," I said, looking down at my shoes.

He then proceeded to shock me even more by giving a fleet, but altogether hot, kiss on the cheek.

"Now, you'd better get to Math, don't want to miss any of those quadratics or algebraic equations now, do we?" He started walking away as he finished his annoyingly taunting joke.

But, nevertheless, I took his advice and headed to Math, thinking how ironic it would be if we were actually doing quadratics and algebra.

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