"Dad!" Chase yelled from his room. "Dad!" He heard a muffled "what" come from down stairs. "Dad, why is the wifi down?"
"I don't know."
"Well, can you fix it? I was doing something important." He was indeed doing something important, and that was writing an email to Mel (who ever that was).
"Ask your mother." Mr. Marks called back. He was busy grading tests.
"Mom!"
"What?" Chase heard his mom yell from down the hall.
"Why is the wifi down?"
"I don't know?"
"It's not even raining out," Chase calls glancing outside. "Can you fix it?"
"Ask your father." Mrs. Marks was doing laundry. (And she couldn't be bothered.)
"Mom! He told me to ask you!"
"Alex, fix the wifi for your son!" She yells.
"I can't. I'm grading tests!" He yells back.
"Well I'm doing your laundry!"
"I'm doing my job!"
"I'm doing your boxers!"
"I'll fix it myself!" Chase yells at the pair of them.
Chase walked to the kitchen where the wifi box was and bent down to check. He saw the switch and it was off.
"Weird," Chase mused and switched it on before sprinting upstairs to talk with Mel.
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The bell rung, signaling the start of the fire drill. Chase stood from his seat in the back (right by the window). Lazily, he walked to the door behind everyone, his hands stuffed in his pockets.
Chase go to the door last, getting out of the class room just as Mr. Marks was closing the door.
"Chase, we're missing one person. Melia, I think," Mr. Marks said to his son.
"Okay..." Chase replied, dragging out the vowels.
"She went to the bathroom last I heard. Could you go get her? Just so she doesn't freak out."
"Sure, dad." Chase walked down the hall, going in the opposite direction of the class. His hands still in the pockets of his tight jeans, he hummed absently under his breath.
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Melia walked out if the empty bathroom into an even emptier hallway. She passed a classroom (also empty of students but with the backpacks left behind).
'I must have missed the fire drill.' (There was an announcement earlier that morning ).
Melia dragged herself down the hall. She didn't get much sleep last night, yet again, and was vary tired. So tired, in fact, that upon turning a corner, she walked right into a tall boy.
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Chase still hummed to himself, a sing that he heard on the radio that morning. He wasn't really looking where he was going, and as he turned the corner, he walked right into someone. A girl. A HOT girl.
"Sorry!" Her voice snapped Chase out of his daze, clear as a bell.
Actually, quite like bells.
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Melia looked up at the boy she ran into. Her first thought was that she was tall. Really tall. Her second was of his eyes. The clear, blue were sort of illuminating. (She also noticed something that looked like a freckle or a mole near the corner of his mouth).
