Not So Innocent l.h

Chapter 7

It was the next Thursday, 8:30 in the morning. I sat in Starbucks, drinking coffee and typing away on my laptop, finishing up a history paper that was due today. I finished that and began finishing up my 30 question math packet. I was never good at math and I didn't need to know how to convert functions for my career.

Calum was sat across from me, as usual, him also finishing typing up some paper for one of his classes. Calum and I were actually pretty good friends now, he was so sweet and understanding. I had a talk with him about why he told Luke and Ashton about the questions I asked him and he said he didn't mean to. He was apparently really drunk when they had that conversation and he just let it slip. I decided to be nice and forgive him.

I decided I would ask him if he knew how to do this because our math professor didn't explain things very well. She was a 62 year old woman, she needed to retire so they could hire someone who actually knew what they were talking about.

"Cal, do you know how to do this?" I slid the paper over to him and he examined it. 

"Nope, no idea Leigh, sorry." 

"Aren't you in a math class?" I asked."

"Yeah, but we're not doing anything like that. I'm in stupid people math." He giggled and I joined him.

"You're not stupid Cal, you just need more help than others." I laughed again and he playfully hit my arm.

"In other words, I'm stupid, so thank you." He said, pretending to be hurt but his acting skills were too horrible to be believable and he started cracking up. 

It got silent then Calum spoke up again. 

"Hey Leigh, can I ask you something?" He sounded a little nervous.

I closed my laptop and looked him in the eye, "Yeah anything Cal, what's up?"

"Well, I was just wondering if, maybe, you would like to, I don't know," He stalled. 

"C'mon Cal, get to the point!" I could tell he was doing this on purpose just by his tone.

He laughed and continued, "Do you want to go to the fall dance with me this weekend?" 

He was so sweet. "Of course I'll go with you Cal." I gladly accepted and gave him a smile.

At least I didn't buy a dress for nothing.

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It was now 7th period. Luke still sat behind me and bothered me every second of the class whether he was throwing paper balls at my head or grabbing a hold of my chair legs with his feet and pulling me backward.

"Luke! Stop it, I'm trying to concentrate!" I was still stressed out with this math shit that I didn't understand because the teacher threw problems at us without explaining what the hell to do.

"Damn, calm your tits blondie. You on your period or something?" He thought he was funny but I've had enough.

I turned around and gave it to him, "Look Luke, first of all, that's none of your business and secondly, I know you want to be friends but I don't want you to bother me right now! I have no idea how the fuck to do this stuff!" I finished taking all my stress out on him and he just swallowed and looked at me like I had a third eye.

I glanced down and noticed he got a 100 percent on the math test we took the other day. I quickly looked up at him confused. Luke Hemmings got an A on a math test? How the hell? I got a 67 percent. Where the hell did his brains come from?