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So here i was, hungover and stuck at school. Jace and I are still not on speaking terms. Well we exchanged... Okay fine! HE exchanged greetings. I didn't say anything. I'm still pissed that he 'saved' me. Meh... More like killed me more by letting me live this horrid life.
Sebb is teaching me how to be 'normal' and first step is socializing. He's making me sit with him on his table again, this time I can't leave or excuse myself, which in other words is the senior table, at lunch. Great... Just another way to get beyond killed by the stares from everyone. It's bad enough there were a million eyes staring at us while we walked into school together and how he walked me to my locker, and then my classroom. I kept telling him he didn't have to considering that fact that a) I'm getting too much unwanted attention and b) his classroom was on the other side of school.
But like the stubborn person he was, he insisted and wouldn't back down.
A few girls sent me deathly glares when he gave me a half shoulder hug and I just flinched from the touch. He must've felt me flinch and tense up because he looked a little let down when he let go of me. I noticed that he quickly covered it up and plastered a smile before saying that he'd see me at lunch and that I had to be there.
Great.
Oh and to top it off, we're assigned a stupid project in science. We have to make another science expo but the catch this year since its different every year is that we have to do it in partners.
Y'know in those cliche novels or mushy movies, that really nerdy or quiet girl is always somehow stuck with the bad boy, jock or the jerk?
Well thank god i'm in reality because I couldn't stand working with a douche that would make me do all the work. I'd knock them out with my pencil case if they ever even thought of doing such. thinking they're all cool and dominant just because they're the guy. HAH! They can forget that with me.
We picked names out of a hat and I was stuck with an average classmate called Sarah Yin. She had long, permed wavy, chestnut brown hair that was usually in a bun, she always the cream cardigan, pleated school skirt set and stockings set uniform. She had pale, pinkish skin and coffee brown eyes. Overall she was a sweet person from what ive overheard and observed. Doesn't seem too bad to work with.
For the rest of the term, we had to sit by our partners - making us change and move around our tables again. No that I minded, of course. Anything to be away form Jace. I really couldn't stand him these days.
I settled in my seat, rearranged my table again since the contents inside shifted while I moved it. Sarah had moved her table over but she was speaking to two other girls who gave me glances now and again. Must be talking about me, I thought and mentally rolled my eyes. Geez, people couldn't be more obvious these days. It's quite annoying really and not mention pathetic how they still gossip whilst looking directly at the person, making it more prominent.
After a while of resting my head on my folded arms on the table to get a few extra minutes of shut eye, someone shook my arm lightly to wake me up. I shook myself and stifled a yawn. I rubbed my eyes to see Sarah's coffee eyes staring into mine, smiling just as bright as her mouth was.
"Hi partner!" she chirped, smiling brightly at me with a perfect set of pearly white teeth.
Not exactly sure what to say, I raised an eyebrow and replied with a hesitance and unease, "Um... Hi?"
She stuck her hand and beamed at me, "I'm Sarah, and I'll be your partner for the rest of this semester."
I gave her a small, rather confused, smile and skeptically took her hand, giving it a small shake. Sarah clasped her warms around mine and shook vigorously whilst smiling like no tomorrow.
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