Pardon my French

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Second and third hour passed and nothing eventful happened. Second hour was my Algebra 2 class. Even though I'm a senior, I failed my Algebra 1 class back in freshman year because of my time spent in the hospital. This set me back a year in my math credits. Fortunately Alexander is a teacher aid that hour and is very capable in explaining to me what exactly an "imaginary number" is.
My third hour was choir and we spent the time perfecting our pronunciation on our Latin piece, Mass in G major by Wolfgang Mozart. Our Kyrie and Gloria were flawless but the Credo could use a little work (For those who don't know what those are, they are the different "movement's" or parts of a Mass). Now exhausted from the extensive practice Im in need of some food. I make my way to the cafeteria which was a separate building from the school.
Once inside I make my way towards the back of the dinning hall where several lunch lines offered a variety of food. There was an Italian line which offered pizza, an "Asian cuisine" line that had fried rice with different add ins, like chicken and pork, and finally a "Meal of the day" line which was almost always horrible except on Tuesdays when they had tacos. Today was wacky Wednesday when they had "wacky mac n' cheese". The processed food that the cafeteria offered apparently could perform magic, because it made my appetite disappear. Apparently i was spoiled with Zanders cooking the past few weeks.
I decide to leave the cafeteria and find a place to spend the next half hour. I'm making my way to the door when i hear, very loudly, my name being called across the cafeteria. "ELVIRA, HEY EVAN! COME SIT WITH US!" Well it wasn't exactly my name, but i guess Angela gets points for trying. Five points to Slytherin. Weighing my options I try to calculate probability of me completely ignoring that table for the rest of the day. But unfortunately she had seen me looking and came over to hook arms with me. "Come on Evan, don't just stand there." She guides my awkward self over to her table.
At the table sat Mia (Angela's best friend), Blaze (one of Zanders friends), and Michael (Zanders "BEST" friend). When Angela walks back to the table every one looks at me like I was something they found on their shoe. Except for Zander, he had an unreadable expression. "Guys I'm sure you remember Evan, sorry, Elvira." Angela corrects herself. They all nod and then go back to talking. I take a seat across Zander and Angela returns to her seat next to him. Zander looks at me steadily, i don't bother looking him in the eye.
"Why don't you have any food Elvira?" Zander asks me in a stern tone, it wasn't really a question. "I'm not hungry." I say giving him a quick smile. "Don't you have gym later? You should fuel up." Says Angela. Gee, thanks. "Do you need money, Elvira? I can buy you lunch." Says Zander. "No Alex I'm fine. Just not hungry." He flinches slightly when I call him by his common nick name. Alexander gets up and proceeds to grab my arm and drag me towards the food line. "Alexander! I'm not hungryyy." I whine as he guides me through the tables. "Well, i am. And id like for you to accompany me to get food." Zander says, leaving me no room to say no. "Fine." I grumble.
We get in the pizza line and Zander gets two slices if pepperoni. I wait with him in line when the most disturbing thing happened, my stomach growled so lowed you could even make out the words "feed me". Zander stares at me, then smiles. "Not hungry huh? Can i get two more slices? Actually make that three, I don't want her eating anyone." He says to the cafeteria lady. She smiles kindly at him and hands me a tray with three slices of pizza on it. We get to the register and i begin to take out my wallet. "I'm paying for both." Zander says motioning for me to put my wallet away.
"Um, okay. Thanks" I say as we leave the line. "No problem, you know i can afford it. Do you want me to set you up with a lunch allowance?" He asks walking towards the table. "No I have a job for a reason. Now that I don't have to help out with bills I can use the money for lunch, unless you want me to pay rent?" I say the thought just reaching my mind that I should help out a little more around the house. "NO" he practically shouts. "I mean, you know you don't have to do that. Keep the money for yourself. Let me provide for you, lunch is no extra burden." He says trying to clarify his outburst. "Okay then, thank you. I just feel bad for not being able to repay you." He smiles at my compliance. "You'll find something, I'm sure".
We make it back to the table and once again everyone sneers at me, except Angela. She smiles at me with a sweetness that left me with a cavity. "Oh, so you got lunch too? Guess you were hungry." Angela says commenting on my three slices. I blush slightly, self conscious that I look like a pig. "Nothing more refreshing than a girl that eats." Says Zander biting into his own slice. "Yeah, i hate girls that starve themselves to get skinnier. Nothing sexier than a confident woman." Blaze says nudging my arm. I giggle a little bit with the tension broken. Zander shoots Blaze with a glare and he wilts like a leaf.
I have a brief knowledge of Zanders group. I know that Angela and Mia are the two most popular girls so it makes sense that they would want to sit with the two most popular guys. Michael is the star quarterback and is dating Mia who is the head cheerleader. Angela is student body president and editor of the schools news paper. Blaze is like Michaels groupie, and is a huge class clown. I have him in my biology class fourth hour. He is a lot friendlier than the rest of the group but unfortunately has a bad habit of following their lead in being cold to other students.
The bell rings alerting us that we need to get to class. "Elvira i can walk with you, since we are going to the same class." Blaze says earning him another glare from Zander. "And you too, Zander if you want to join us". We all get up, Zander insists on carrying my stuff to class. He takes my left as Blaze takes my right. "Hey, Evan, wait can i call you Evan?" Blaze asks. "Um, I prefer Evy." I correct him. "Okay, cool. Evy, do you need my notes from the past two weeks? I dont know how good they are but, hey, its something right?" He offers. "Um, yeah sure. Thank you blaze. What did we go over?" I ask genuinely wanting to catch up. "Cell respiration and photosynthesis was the latest subject, though I can't tell the difference." He says honestly.
Zander steps a little closer to me and grazes his hand against mine. He suddenly intertwines our fingers and holds my hand. "Well, I can help you on that. I kinda read ahead when I was done with the last test I took and I understand it well enough." I offer a little startled by Zanders sudden move. "Oh, wow really?! Thanks Ev!" Blaze says and engulfs me in a hug. Alexander tightens his hold on my hand and I break the hug. Huh, Blaze is friendlier than I first thought. Kinda like a puppy. I step back towards Zander and give Blaze an encouraging smile.
We all make our way to class, Zander made sure Harold did not get the best of me this time. Eventually we end in front of mine and Blazes class. I move to grab my bag from Zander but in one quick swoop he pulls me in and kisses me hard on the lips. Startled I stay still processing what is happening, before i push as hard as i can on Zanders chest and grab my bag from him. "By babe, see you after class." He says leaving without letting me say a word. "Um, okay. Didn't need to see that. Is it too late to say PDA?" Blaze says opening the door for me. We both walk in and take a seat without another word between us.
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BAM!!

What is going on through Zanders mind today? He might have gotten just a little bit jealous.

Just a teeny, tiny, bit.

Welp, not too much happened in this chapter but like I said I'm dedicating this chapter to dick_chopper for leaving amazing comments and voting, i love reading what you guys think.

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