I'm Short You're Tall, So What.

Chapter 31

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{Chisa}

My feet stood shakily on solid ground, as my glinting eyes swivel over the notice board. Though our grade didn't change, we would be in different classes for the starting of the year.

I'm just hoping that I'll be in a class that I like, a gasp escape my lips and a grateful smile knocked a frown off my face. Good! This class will be fine, I'm safe.

The pencil cracked in two between aggravated fingers when my eyes glinted across a familiar name, this is definitely troublesome. Charlize and I were in the same class, Chase's ex.

Someone gave a sinister chuckle and my speculating orbs turned to see Charlize, folding her arms.

"We're in the same class, we can be best friends Chisanna."

My feet prompted me off towards the hall. The aura that came from her, made me uncomfortable.

"You're walking away from me? Do you know who I am!?"

She fumed.

It would be best if I didn't get involved with her.

"Chase is mine, stay the hell away from him. You flat chested book worm."

She growled.

The door to the science lab suddenly pushed open and Mr. Hewitt stepped outside, his dark hair messy and unruly. The thick round glasses that sat on his nose was just an inch away deep metallic eyes.

He tucked his hands into the pockets of his white lab coat. I laughed silently. Mr. Hewitt looked like a mad scientist.

"Chisanna, can you help me with something? Eheh."

He inquired scratching the back of his head.

"Sure. I have a free session, what's up."

"Mr. Hewitt!"

A girl shouted from the depths of her stomach and I glanced over my shoulder seeing Charlize storming towards us. What the!

"Hm?"

Mr. Hewitt glanced at her and she swept her hair beautifully behind her back. My left eye twitched in annoyance.

"I can help too Mr. Hewitt."

She spoke with a fair look of confidence on her face.

His brow inclined.

"Well - not that I wouldn't want your assistance but the chemicals I'll be using, only Chisanna understand how to properly use the formulas."

He stated and she clenched her teeth, glaring at me.

"You're not better than me, do you hear? I'm prettier than you.."

She barked walking away.

My lips parted seeing Chase, Charlize bumped into him and her miserable face brightens.

Before I could call out to him, Mr. Hewitt held my hand quickly pulling me into the lab.

"Um, sir. Can you give me a minute?"

"Sure, I'll get the materials in the meantime."

He answered.

I walked outside but there wasn't anyone there. My face dropped, he went away with her. There's something that I've made for him, muffins, cream puff and a toasty apple strudel. I wonder if he'll like it - probably no.

"Chisanna, you ready?"

Mr. Hewitt asked.

"Yeah, coming."