♡ She's shy. He's a socialite. Both are different races. She's a teacher's pet. He's an Instagram star and the most popular guy at Middleton High, along with being the principal's son and has EVERY ONE around him. Diane Moore and Travis Sanchez are...
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Your pov
I looked at a few presentations. I was of course into it, most of the stuff that people presented I already knew, a few cool facts that's all. Please let me go last, please let me be last- "Travis and Diane, lets go." well then. I got a little cold so I slipped on my jacket, our presentation was projected on the board. "Ight, Venus. Lets go." Mr. Keith starts the first slide, I look at Travis, then he started reading a few slides, I tried to ignore the fact everyone was staring at me-it was awkward.
"The atmospheric pressure on Venus is very powerful. A person could not even land on Venus with out being crushed, not to mention the deadly gases present."
" *Yawn* Are we done yet?" I look at the class seeing Tee laying her head down. I ignore her, I look at the time on my phone, least its almost time to go. Mr. Keith flipped the slide to the pictures. "Who took those pictures? The bottom ones?" someone asks,
"I did"
"Really? Those are so cool! How'd you do that?"
"I used my telescope and my phone."
"You mean that hunk of junk from the 50's you call a telescope? That thing probably don't work anymore! Where'd you get it from pirates?!" Tee and a group of classmates laughed, "Tee get your facts straight before you disrespect someone like that. The telescope was invented in 1608."
"OOOOH!!" the class was acting like barking dogs, "He roasted her!!" through all what was happening, I didn't feel nervous at all! "Nice presentation Diane, Travis. Both of you get a 105." "105?" that was an A+, the whole way back to my seat, a big grin was on my face, I looked at Travis, "Thanks for almost embarrassing me" "Well its for justice" he holds his fist out, I looked at him then his fist, I slowly fist bumped him. "You fist bump like a kitten" "Gee thanks!"
Math
Diane pov
"That makes pi 3.649 in this graph here and makes the radius 4. Now, we'll be practicing this on this worksheet, and I expect this to be finished before class. After that, you'll have another for homework, just so I can see where you all are having problems at." Mrs. Jones, my math teacher says.
I am not so good at math. Its the only 'bad' grade I have, all other classes, A's and B's but this one? C-, almost to a D. Ha, D for Diane, Diane the Diva. A sheet was passed on my desk, I got out my pencil and sluggishly wrote my name on my paper, I could barely write that, I almost fell asleep. I was okay in math, but Pi? I'm not good at pi. I'm good at eatin' it, but not solvin' it.
"Can we work in partners?" a classmate asks aloud. "Don't care" then sudden conversation flowed through out the classroom, as some people got up and moved around. I rested my head into my jacket on my desk, "Wakey wakey sleepy head!"
