Let's make a movie.

Detention with Reese Jacobs is worse than being in a kangaroo's pouch.

Its been a week since the swimming pool incident and let me tell you one thing - detention with Reese Jacobs is worse than being in a kangaroo's pouch.

I swear to god I don't know what it feels like to be in a kangaroo's pouch but by the looks of it,  its gross.

So, after three days of detention, Mr. Collin finally returns our history papers. That old man is such a lazy potato that he takes two hours, yes two hours, to check one paper. Imagine.

That's probably why half the class failed.

I passed, though. With an 18.5 on 20.

SUCK IT UP, LOSERS.

I'm not really modest, you see.

But anyways, after the history papers, my entire week was bland except the time in P.E.

I share my class with Reese, what can you expect?

So, it was a boring, cloudy, bland and tasteless day when our Coach decided that it was the perfect day to play dodge ball. His lack of good judgement is probably the reason behind him being divorced seven times. His current marriage is his eighth one.

Teachers are supposed to be your role models they said.

Reese and I were on the same team, for which I was glad because - (a) since he's on my team, he wont harm me in any way. Phew. And (b) because even though I hate to admit it, Reese is good at sports.

So when the time came for our team to go inside the circle, guess what he did?
Push me in the way of the ball.
Yes he did that.
So I was the first one out.
Then he caught a ball and bought me in.
Repeat this a thousand times.

I was obviously furious but what could I possibly say?
He was the best player in our team, hell, our school, and Coach loved him.

Told you Coach had poor judgement.
But anyways, things were quiet and normal for the rest of the week, I used to come home and eat junk, watch TV, do homework, eat dinner with Mom and Dad and sometimes even call Lucy.

Lucy is my bestfriend since third grade when Ben the Bully stole her candies and I told her "Here, take mine if you want." 

Lucy is pretty much like a sister but she is miles away in a Seminary. Her parents are very religious and want her to follow the same path of religion and holyness so we can only talk on Skype once a week for two hours. But that's enough, honestly. Lucy understands me and she will be here for the entire summer, so I don't particularly feel insecure about being away from my best friend or losing her because she is just as socially challenged as me. 

Its just a month before summer starts and life will turn amazing. 

No, I'm not the type of girl who'd go to parties and all or visit family in a small town or work in a cafe or do anything remotedly interesting because its her last summer as a high schooler and people expect her to make memories to cherish forever, obviously. 

I spend my summer in bed with hoards of ice cream and pizza and movies and my dog and my laptop (charger, too). Its the best time of the year. Really. 

Lucy will be here so multiply the fun by two. 

But before I keep on dwelling on how much I've waited for summers to return, I really need to complete this english essay and then study for my math test tomorrow which I know I'm going to fail but mamma told me 'never give up without a fight, baby.' 

My mother didn't say that, ever. Its a line from one of Morgan Freeman's movies, I think. 

"Astrid! Dinner is ready. Get you bottom down here!" mom shouts. 

"Coming right away!" I shout back. 

"What's up, kiddo?" Dad smiles at me as I sit down at a chair.

"Nothing. English essays. I mean these are crazy, okay? They told us to write a short essay on this guy in five thousand words. Short." I whine.

Dad laughs, "High school teachers, kid, are those who probably failed it." 

"Steve! Hon, do your work deligently and don't listen to your father." my mom advices while taking a seat opposite me.

"You guys should really decide before one of you speaks up, you know?" I tease. 

"Eat." they both say in unison. 

The next morning was better than all the other morning I've had in the past two weeks. I slept soundly, woke up to my alarm on time, fed Wingo and I was off to school at the right time. 

But my good morning was ruined by the third period. Math. With Reese. 

If you exist God, I really hate you.

I was sitting on my usual seat-third one in the last row when Reese came and sat by my side.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him skeptically.

"Oh, nothing. Just hunting elephants for dinner tonight," he replies.

"Reese, sarcasm not appreciated. Seriously, this is not your seat so what are you doing here?" 

"Its a free country, Astrid. I sit wherever I want to." he says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"I'm not letting you cheat off this test, get it?" I tell him.

He just smirks in my direction, "Who said I wanted to cheat? Cannot I just sit with the girl I love for an hour?" 

"Girl you love?" I sputter out, "Reese, people who love other people do not treat them the way you treat me." 

"How do I treat you?" he whispers. 

"Like shit." I respond making him wince.

"You're the best person I know, Astrid and you're also the last person I would treat like shit." he tells me, his eyes were twinkling in some sort of new found determination and...honesty. I was left speechless and I was having a really hard time to try and locate my jaw on the floor to pick it up and place it in its designated position.

"Reese Jacobs, shut up or you're getting a zero." Mr. Reign hollers.

"My apologies, sir."  Reese mock saluted at the teacher. 

I awkwardly tore my eyes away from Reese's side face and soon a question paper was in front of me, ready to be solved. 

I did well, I knew that.

The paper was monkeyfudge easy and I actually attempted all of the questions in the given time. 

The weird part was that after finishing my paper and checking it three times, I saw that Reese was still on the eigth question. I wonder how he's going to finish it all. 

He sighed and asked me, "You done?" 

I nodded hesitantly. 

He sighed again and kept on trying for the next fifeteen minutes until the bell rang. 

"Here, I'll submit yours too." he offered.

"Thanks.." I say and hand him my paper. What was going on with Reese? First he randomly comes and sits next to me, says one kind thing to me, doesn't disturb me at all, pokes no fun at me and now is even ready to submit my paper while I pack my stuff. 

The Apocalypse is near, I guess. 

Reese's POV- 

As soon as she turns away I erase her name and write mine on her paper and submit it to Mr. Reign.

I'm like the ultimate villain of all times.

A/n 

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