3 | I'm Stuck Going Through Senior Year With You

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Alec's POV:
Should I have asked for her name? Would it have been that bad of an idea? It doesn't matter anyway. What's done is done and who know maybe I'll see her again. And I have more important matters anyway.

I mean I am already stressed enough with my classes, and with how I'm going to break the news to my parents. Those things should be my top priorities not this random girl that I met that for some weird reason interest me.

No! I should not be thinking about her. 'I should just let it go,' I think while walking into my first period. "Or maybe not," I say as I see that she is in my class.

Ok so she's in my class that doesn't mean I have to sit by her. I'll just sit as far away as possible and not talk to her, or so I thought. I found my name on the seating chart and heading over there and guess what? I'm sitting RIGHT NEXT TO HER.

You throughout my life teachers have made seating charts and each time it works against me. I mean come on is it too much to ask for teachers to be like 'you guys are old enough sit wherever you want. I don't care.'

This one is especially terrible. How am I supposed to be avoiding her, and getting her out of my head when I sit right next to her. You know what this is definitely the timeline god abandoned. But you know what it's okay.

I'll find a way. I always find a way. I have to find a way. I am NOT going to let her mess up my GPA in my last year of high school. I have worked too hard to throw it all away now.

It is insanely hard to keep a 4.0 GPA. I've spent so many nights staying up to do assignments. I don't even know how many all-nighters I've done to finish a "group project" that ends up with me doing all the work. And the best part is the other person gets an A for doing absolutely nothing but putting their name on it. Sometimes they don't even do that. They make me write their own name for them.

Zaire's POV:
I need to avoid him. I need to get him out of my mind. This honestly does not make sense I mean I met him for one second and all of a sudden he's been a constant thought in my head. How stupid is that? One things for sure he is NOT going to interfere with my grades.

My parents only agreed to help me with my career if I managed to keep up with my studies. Unfortunately for me "keep up with my studies" means having a 97 percent in all of my classes, and did I mention they all have to be AP.

So basically I have to give up on everything except my school work, and trying to find time to work on my music. It's just wonderful note the sarcasm.

The absolute last thing I need in this world is to be distracted by a boy. I've spent so many nights finishing assignments and telling myself that one day it will all be a distant memory. That in the end it will all be worth. No one knows how many breakdowns I've had because of school. I've went through all that and more, so I'm definitely not about to let him get in the way of my music.

Anyway I've never seen him before, so I probably won't have any classes with him. Out of sight out of mind. I'll just forget about him and focus on my studies and not his beautiful golden eyes or his...Ah stop it! Don't think about him. That's not important.

My main job right now is finding my first class. It should be right about "Here," I say standing in front of my first period.

I walk inside and see a bunch of names on the board. Of course a seating chart just once I want to be able to pick my seat on the first day. I mean we're almost legally adults let us pick where we're going to sit.

I find my name on the board, and see where my seat is. I head towards that way, and sit down.

"Thank God," I whisper. "Mr. Distraction is not in my class." I spoke too soon. Right after I thought that I see him walking through the door.

OF FREAKING COURSE HE HAD TO BE IN MY CLASS! WHY HAVE THOU FORSAKEN ME! I seriously do not need him here. What happened to out of sight out of mind.

Oh, and this just keeps getting better and better as I see him sitting down right next to me.

Maybe this is a sign. Maybe I'm just not supposed to do well my senior year. Nope I don't except that I'm just overreacting. No I'm not he shouldn't be here. I do not need to develop a crush, an interest, or whatever.

I need to crush all my other rivals in the music business. Gain some interest from the crowd about my music. And have a happy life doing whatever I want. That's what i need to do.

Alec's POV:
I got this I totally got this I am absolutely calm. Or not, because of course our Math teacher Mr. Walsh tells us to work with our partner next to us to fill in one of those get to know each other sheets. This is just great (note the sarcasm) because of who I sit right next to. Can one thing go right today?

"Hello," I say as I turn to my left. "We ran into each other earlier today, and it seems we're partners in Math. My name is Alec," I say to her.

"I'm Zaire," ah so that's her name interesting.

"I apologize again for running into you," she says.

"Again it's okay. Running into people is one of the most basic parts of life. The other is 'accidentally' stepping on the back of someone's shoes." Zaire laughs at that. I mean think about it how many people have stepped on the back of your shoes. Nevermind that how many times have you stepped on the back of people's shoes.

She has a pretty laugh. It's carefree if that makes sense. After the traditional ice-breakers we start working on the paper. Turns out she's into music too.

Lucky for her though her parents support it, and are going to help her start a career. Wish my life was like that, but I'm thankful for what I have.

"Ok if your life was a movie what would be it's title?"

"Dot. Dot. Dot," I say.

"Seriously," Zaire says.

"Absolutely, think about it unless you saw the trailer you'd have no idea what would happen. Plus it's suspenseful like...

"Oh ha ha very funny," she says.

"That's my job making people laugh," I say while laughing.

"I thought you were going to become a musician," she says.

"Yeah well I do this on the side. You know in case this music business doesn't work out," I say.

As we were having a conversation about of we would survive a zombie apocalypse or not the bell rang. "Aww man I was looking forward to finishing the sheet," I say. "Please even if we had another hour you would have gotten side-tracked with you and your constant need to make jokes. Well see you later," she says getting up to leave class.

"See you," I say. Oh well it was fun while it lasted. Who would've thought she would be so cool. I have to go to Science now. Lucky for me I know exactly where it is. I'm outside the door, when I see a familiar face. "Zaire? Is that you?"

"Hey Alec, you have this class as well. Let me guess you have English next too." I laughed then I look down and see I do have English next.

"Actually I do."

"Wait what? Let me see your schedule," Zaire says.

She pulls out hers and we see that we have the exact same classes. Zaire starts laughing and then says "Well I guess we have time to finish that sheet because apparently I'm Stuck Going Through Senior Year With You."

Hey Guys it's me the author. I sincerely apologize for not updating sooner. High school is definitely not giving me free time. Now for the main reason I'm writing this I would like to ask you guys what do you think of the story so far. I know we aren't even really into the story, but feedback means a lot to me. I would love it if you guys could comment and tell me what you think. Until next chapter bye.

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