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"So?" Riley questioned as we walked out of the office.

I looked up from my schedule to his brown eyes.

"What?" I asked already knowing what he wanted to know.

I rolled my eyes and turned away from him then chuckled lightly.

"You want to know why Miss Madison and I are always at each other's throat, I suggest?" I said to him.

He looked at me with his eyes wide of disbelief on how I knew what he was thinking. I laughed out loud this time, because it was funny and I needed a good laugh. I turned my whole body towards him and I'm now walking backwards, facing him.  

I smiled.

"Because a lot of people ask me and now your one of those people." I told him.

He nodded his head, then his brows crutched up. He looked back up at me.

"Why?" He asks.

My mind went blank and I immediately turned around. I kept walking, ignoring his question. I felt a hand grab my arm and I was about to punch whoever the hell it was until I realized it was just Riley. I tuned to him and we just stared at each other.

"I crossed a line. You don't have to tell me. I'm sorry." He said.

He apologized. Weird but cute. I smirked a little.

"You know your girlfriend will lovee you." I said enthusiastically.

He let go of my arm and shook his head playfully. I looked at my schedule and took a screenshot of it.

"Can I see?" He asked.

I handed him my schedule, so he can look at it and see if we have any classes together. We kept walking to our lockers and then after we was going to go to our home room and then our first class.

"So how about it?" I asked.

He nodded his head while he continued to look.

"Well it seems like we got home room, 1st period which is chemistry, then we got 4/5 period which is gym, 8th period which is history and then lunch which is our last period. 9th." He told me.

I nodded my head, not bad. He gave me back my schedule and I put my phone up. We kept walking to find our lockers, which is on the fourth floor. The very last floor. Which sucks because we are seniors.

I went to my locker and popped the locker combination in and got it on the first try. I put a few things away. All I kept on me was my phone, pencil and a notebook. I closed my locker and looked to my left to see Riley still opening his. More like attempting. I chuckled in my head. So I walked up to him and I tapped him. He looks up and looked defeated.

"Yes I will help you." I laughed.

I lightly shoved him out of the way and put his combination in and got it open. I stepped aside, so he can put his belongings up.

"Thank you." He said.

I just nodded my head.

Once he was done we walked to our home room. We was only a couple minutes late, considering the fact that Miss Madison wanted to keep playing her little witchy games and made us late. At least I won't get in trouble.
We walked into our home room class and the teacher looked dead at us and nodded his head for us to sit down. We did as we was told and we found a sit in the middle of the row, just the way I like it.

I looked around and there was a few kids I knew from my grade but the rest had to be transfers or just under classmen's. I looked at the board and a name was written on it. It said "Mr. Waltz." I chuckled. The room was boring, it had wallpapers up about math, I cringed at the thought of that. I don't know what gave me the idea to do chemistry, now that shit is hell. No bright colors was up or any cringe jokes up. Nada. I turned my attention back to Mr. Waltz.

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