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2; Have Some Love

Initially, Whitney was supposed to ditch her chemistry class to eat with Robyn.

Because of their grade difference and a major altercation that interrupted their regular mixed lunches, the two alternated skipping their fourth-period class just so the two could eat lunch together.

Robyn had other friends, and so did Whitney, but deep down, the two loved the trouble they caused together.

They were inseparable.

Their friendship blossomed quick, yet it was authentic and both of them knew that this was going to be a long friendship.

Robyn walked into Whitney's classroom, making her gasp, blushing that her friend was so bold.

"Hey, Mr. Drummond. Long time, no see," Robyn greeted, giving the teacher a handshake.

"Well, well, well, nice to see you, Miss Crawford. To what do I owe this pleasure?"

Robyn threw Whitney a quick glance with a smile and a wink before giving Mr. Drummond her undivided attention.

"Would it be a bother to ask if we could talk privately outside?"

Whitney was intrigued by the way Robyn charmed her chemistry teacher. Whitney had only known her friend to be street. This was a surprise.

"Oh, no. Not at all. Henry, keep the class in order while I step out for a moment?"

Henry, known as the chemistry cheat sheet, stood up and walked to the front of the class. Henry wasn't a nerd, though. He was a class clown at heart.

"Ay," Henry whispered, peeking out the window blinds. "I think Miss Crawford got a better right-hand stroke than me," he commented, making everyone but Whitney laugh.

Whitney didn't quite understand what he meant.

Henry caught on to Whitney's confusion so he decided to give a soft demonstration.

He put his right hand on the desk and the other behind his back, while dry humping the desk at a steady pace.

"Nah, she definitely got you beat!" A classmate said, laughing at Henry's weak demonstration. "Right!"

For some reason, Whitney felt heated. It was unclear if it was anger or some other thing but before she could register and act upon her feelings, Mr. Drummond came back in the class.

"I expect nothing less from you, Henry," he voiced, shaking his head, making Henry flash a smile before sitting back down in his designated seat.

"Miss Houston," the teacher called, snapping her out of her thoughts. "Grab your belongings and hand me your agenda book, please.

In a timely fashion, Whitney did just that. Mr. Drummond wrote a year-long pass to go to A lunch with Robyn until the end of the school year.

"Don't abuse this pass. I expect you to stay ahead of your studies. If I see that you're slacking on a consistent basis, I won't hesitate to void this pass. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

With that, Whitney walked out of the class and met with Robyn who had a cheesy smile on her face.