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8

"Where's the project?" I said to Austin as we enter English class.

"I left it-" before he could say anything i pulled him out of the class.

"Are you Insane. How the hell do you you leave the project. I will not get a 0 because of you."

"Hey chill out nerd I have it in my bag, so take a chill pill." he said folding his arms.

"You're an idiot." Isaid rubbing my temples.

"An idiot that you like," i heard him say under his breath.

"What was that," i said turning to leave.

I can't believe it. This fool decided to drink some type of drink that stained the entire frontpage. I got a B, a darn B on the assignment because of him. B is not a bad grade but the only subject im supposed to get that in is Math, Science and PE; not English. i might be over reacting though but still a B.

I looked over at this fool to see him not having a care in the world on his phone. If I had a knife he would not be here right now.

"Class we are going to have a field trip, it will be for two days. We're going to Camping Cabins across the state. I expect everyone to attend, collect your permission slips as you leave the class." I almost forgot i was in Geography class.

I doesn't make sense i listen because my dance thingy is in three days and this trip is on Friday. The bell rings i pack up and walk out.

"Willow why don'tyou take a permission slip?" Mrs. Vincent asked.

"I can't go to the trip."

"Is it financial reason," i stared at the woman dumbstruck. If I had financial problems i wouldn't last this long in the school.

"No I do not have financial reasons, i just have something important to do on the day of the trip."

"Can you cancel it? You're going miss out on alot.?"

"Can you cancel a gala?" I can not deny the attitude present in my voice.

"No you can't, but what does that have to do with the trip."

I groan, Yes groan i tired of all these nosey bum teachers at this school.

"I have something important to do on that day so I won't be going on the dam trip no let me go im going to be late for class."

She nodded and I walked to my locker and put my bag in. I hate PE not only because of the running and all other forms of physical activity, but the clothes are too short.

My shorts ligit stops right at the baѕe of my buttcheek, the shirt is not my size, it waѕ too big or too small, but it wasn't my size either.

"Girls since as how it is track and field time, Mr. Smith and I are going merge the boys with you. To make it a lot more easier." The pe teacher stated.

Trust me I wouldn't mind merging classes, but. The will always be a but, but my crush is there. I don't want to look like a sack off potatoes falling over my own feet.

Yes I have a crush he's surprisingly star athlete and below six feet, with jet black hair and hazel eyes, decent set of six packs. I have seen him shirtless before, but it's a pity we only have one class together which is PE.

"Woods," a voice said snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked at her and she pointed to the rest of students who were on the track.

I jogged over there and we began. 3 laps, 3 laps I am not a track student how the hell am I supposed to run three laps. I'm tired. Within 7 or so minutes or however long we ran around this field I could stop. I would love to lay flat on my back now but once again my shorts were to short.

The teacher had the audacity to go add a field off obstacles how the hell must I learn hurdles with only one class. Best part was we got placed into groups of 5 and in my 5 there he was. Nicalous Jones, my crush from when..... I first had a crush.

Looking over my group I suddenly started to hate it. Why for one Jodi the stuck up head cheerleader. Two the stuck up athlete of the basket ball team Jordan, her brother was also here. Apart from Kylie and Nicalous my group was good.

Class was horrible, I fell over the first hurdle, but Jodi fell like a lot I lost count.

"Hey. Willow right?" a voice said from behind me as I left the field. I nodded in respond. "Nicalous. I was wondering can I get your number?"

One word speechless. "Am... yea sure," I said taking his phone.

"I'll text you later." he said running over to his mates.

Did my crush just ask for my number? I went home confused.

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