Finally, ninth periods had arrived.
I walk into chemistry with Joseph.
Right as we walk in the class, the bell rings.
Another 4o minutes of torture.
"Alright class, I will be assigning you to a lab partner," the teacher announces.
I mentally sigh.
I hope I get to be with Joseph.
But I'll bet that's not happening.
I look around the room, seeing who else is in the class.
And that's when I see him.
The boy I bumped into.
He sees me too, and we make eye contact.
I look away when I hear my name being called.
"Molly Benson will sit here, and Asher Smith will sit here." Says our teacher.
I look around and try to see who is coming towards the lab table.
And that's when I see the boy I bumped into walking this way.
I guess his name is Asher.
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Truyện Ngắn"The number 49 never used to have any significance in my life. It was always just the number after 48 and before 50. But that was before it happened."
