6 | fun stuffs

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"Let's start with an example. There's one atom in hydrogen and two in oxygen while there's..."

Her cellphone vibrates in her pocket, distracting her from the explanation the teacher's giving in front of the class. Not that she paid that much attention, anyways.

She sneaked her phone on her lap, her other hand holding a pen and pretending to scribble down as she looks down to her lap, and opened her phone.

xxx-xxxx-xx
Wanna hit the gym?

She held herself not to scoff. He doesn't even bother to introduce himself and went straight to the point. The nerve of this guy, she thoughts as she typed back.

1) idk you
2) chem

Bail. And I ought to differ.
Bet you know me intimately ;)

She rolled her eyes, about to type back, but the teacher's suddenly demanded her attention, and so she looked up and slipped her phone back to her pocket.

"Remember, only change the coefficient. Please open your book, and balance the equations. I'll be right back," the teacher said, leaving the classroom.

The class turned into chaos right away. Chatters turned loud, and some moved from their seats. They started to form groupies, while only the kids on the second rows actually did the task. The first rows seemed to be sleeping, or busy doing elsewhat.

Elena took a seat on the back row, not quite in the middle, but neither on the sides. Knowing the teacher won't be back anytime soon, or probably after the period ends, she packed her books and walked out of the class.

She found Nathan on the court, playing basketball shirtless as he'd thrown his shirt on the side of the court.

"Are you seriously playing in that trouser?"

Even startled, his shot didn't miss. He turned to find her staring at his trousers uncomfortably.

"I'd play in my boxers, but it's not just the both of us," he throws the ball her way with a smirk as she rolled her eyes, catching it.

"Right. And i can play," she retorts, having her bag joining his shirt, while she'd placed her books on the locker earlier.  She walked to the center of the court as he only stood there with his signature smirk.

She throws the ball, and it fell in perfectly into the ring as Nathan raised his brow.

"Lucky shot," she explained, but it doesn't seem to work as he looked like he doesn't believe it one bit.

"You're calling me here to play?" She asked arms crossed as he chuckled.

"Originally, no. But now, why not?" He throws the ball to her which she throws back. How did she expect him to believe that she doesn't play when it seemed like she knows how things are done?

"Lucky bastard. I was going to wear a dress."

"and how does that make me lucky?" he raised his brows, letting her play around with the ball. 

"it's a luxury to have me play with you, you know," she winked as she got closer to him. 

"Right," he scoffed. "If anything, it deprived me of a good view. But then again if you did, it's nothing I haven't seen, no?" He said Innocently, receiving a hit with the ball as she mumbled, "pervert."

He took the chance to grab the ball, but her reflexes are faster, and she'd taken hold of the ball before he did. She throws the ball and she laughed in surprise when it fell into the ring. 

"3-0," she grinned before making another shot. He smirked and went to block her each shot which isn't that hard since he's taller than her. The whole game went like that. When the other held the ball, the other will chase and try to take the ball back.

She twirls to keep the ball out of his reach, and his arms went around her to get the ball. She hugged the ball tightly and squealed when he suddenly lifts her up.

The ball almost slipped out of her hand as she wiggled in his grasp, before suddenly throwing the ball away. He didn't reach for it as they both fell to the ground, with her back on top of his chest.

She laughed, and then she stood up and laughed even louder upon seeing Nathan lying on the ground like someone knocked the life out of him.

"Oh don't be an asshole. I'm not even that heavy," she offered him a hand, only for him to pull her back down on top of him. Her eyes widen in shock, and he can't help himself from laughing as he rolled her over and tried to tickle her. 

She struggled against his tickles, running out of breath from the laughing since he seemed to know where her sensitive spots are at, really well. He's still on top of her when they'd stopped. She looked at him, at how his hair fell down from his face, and how close their proximity is. 

So she leaned in for a kiss. His lips warm, and tender against her. Moving along with her pace, and sending butterflies on her belly. She reached to his face, pulling him closer before their kiss intensified. As for the rest.. let's say they'd been lucky that nobody had walked in on them. 

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