Cellular Biology

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Max hated his wheelchair. He groaned, having to sit in front of the class, right by the teacher. Professor Kreutzer smiled at him, behind her thick silver frames. He placed his head down, sighing.

People had all been very nice to him, asking him if he was all right, but it hurt him to answer the question about the X-Games, having to tell him he wouldn't be competing in the first round. He spotted PJ and Bobby sitting in the front row, giving him thumbs up.

Great, I look like such a looser, he thought, raising his head. Both his left arm and legs were in a cast, dozens of signatures covering each side. He had hoped Roxanne would appear again, but she didn't. He didn't blame her. He wouldn't want to see himself either after having to deal with Jasmine.

He hadn't told his friends about seeing Roxanne, nor had Jasmine brought her up either. He didn't know why. Did he want to keep her secret? Was he afraid that they were going to tell him he had been dreaming?

To make everything better, his dad was living near school now, stopping by everyday to make sure he was okay. It was annoying. He didn't need his dad's help. Nor did he want it. This was supposed to be his senior year! He was supposed to be having a blast. Not crippled.

"Okay, let's get started." The old woman said, standing up from behind her desk. "Please open your textbooks to page 32 and we will start with 'What is a Cell?'"

Max had his textbook already opened, and he reluctantly moved to page 32. This was going to be a long class.

"We'll start the lecture by introducing ourselves. I don't know many of you, and others I know because it's not your first time in my class." Said Professor Kreutzer with a chuckle. Half of the class groaned, Max included. "Oh, we have stragglers!"

Max looked toward the door and his jaw dropped.

Roxanne stood there, her thick red hair falling in large waves down her sides. Her arms were hugging her textbook tightly, her toned legs extenuated by the faded high waist blue jeans she was wearing. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes watching the professor. She moved her bang away from her face, and he heard the rest of the class gasp. He turned to look at them and all the guys were gawking at her, Bobby and PJ included. He looked back at Roxanne and shook his head.

Bradley was with her.

"Sorry, Professor K." he said, bowing. Roxanne smiled shyly.

"No worries, Bradley! We were just starting. I was saying let's introduce ourselves. We'll start with you guys since you guys were late." Professor Kreutzer said excitedly.

"If you must," Bradley said, bored. He turned to face the class. "I don't think an introduction is needed for me."

Roxanne chuckled and bit her lip. Max frowned. What was she doing with Bradley?

"Bradley," Professor Kreutzer said stern fully, still holding her smile.

"I am Bradley Uppercrust the Third." He said and looked down at Roxanne.

"I'm Roxanne." She said softly, and her eyes landed on Max and her smile faded. He felt his heart jump against his chest. She stood there watching him, her whole face turning red. He watched her as Bradley placed a hand behind her back and led her up the stairs, to some empty seats in the back. She said something to Bradley, and he nodded. She gave Max one last look and then went to looking at the teacher.

"Ahem, young man. And you are?" the professor asked him, standing next to his desk. When had she moved there?

"Uh," he couldn't think straight. Roxanne. "What?"

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