Best Friends With Benefits

2....

We were walking to our homeroom and first period class, which was Algebra. The bell didn't ring yet, but we still went inside the classroom. We took our seats towards the front of the classroom. No one was inside, just Ms. James. She smiled at us, and started to write Welcome Class in nice script. I nudged Sylinche, asking her to tell me what's up between Chresanto and her.

"Well...." ,she dragged on, "during the summer Chresanto told me that he had a small crush on me since we met, and that small crush has turned into something more."

"Something more?" I questioned her.

"Not like that. I mean he likes me. Like a lot." Sylinche said smiling. She started to fumble around with her fingers, and blush.

"Do you like him?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Girl get it!"' I said punching her lightly in her arm. She smiled at me, and that's when the first bell rung.

A small crowd of students started to enter the classroom. I took out my binder when someone tapped me on my shoulder. When I looked up, it was Prodigy. I smiled at him, and then he sat next to me. 

"So I guess we have first period together." He said.

"I guess we do." I said almost smirking a bit. I tried to keep in my happiness, but this is great. And he's sitting next to me. Sylinche nudged me, but I shrugged her off, knowing she was just gonna tease me.

"Alright class." Ms. James started. "We're not doing anything serious today. Just take out your binders to talk about supplies, and then I have a few offers for you guys."

She started to write on the white board the supplies we needed.

Notebook/ Section in Binder

Pen & Pencil

Calculator

Since I had everything except the calculator I was game. Everyone was writing down the three things. Then Ms. James asked us to put our things away, which we did right away.

"Alright, class. As you know I run all school activities that happen. If you guys would like to help with the activities and/or participate in them, raise your hand."

Half the class raised their hands including Sylinche and Prod.

Me?

I didn't.

"Girl raise your hand." Sylinche said. I shook my head. No way was I gonna sing in front of the school.

"C'mon it's our last year. Sing. At least for your boo." She whispered the last part.

I rolled my eyes, knowing she was right. But I'm just too shy.

"Bre, you're gonna sing?" Prod asked me with those big brown eyes of his.

"Sabreia? You're not gonna sign up?" Ms. James asked me with a raised eyebrow. She heard me sing before. Why the hell is everyone pressuring me? Like the hell man....

"Actually...I am." I said smiling. Prod, Sylinche, and Ms. James smiled. I heard some people scoff. All I did was roll my eyes. I didn't have time for anyone. My day was going too well.

"Alright good. Now here's a sign-up list going around." She handed it to me. I wrote my name and passed it to Sylinche. A few minutes later everyone who wanted to sign up, wrote their name. Ms. James looked at the list, satisfied.

"Thank you guys. I'll be looking forward to you guys at auditions."

Just then the bell rang, and it was time for the next class. I looked at my schedule and saw I had Art. Sylinche had English while Prod has Global. I said bye to them, and made my way to the Art room.

I went inside, and started to scan for anyone that I knew. I saw Prince sitting in the back of the room. He waved at me, and I made my way to him.

I'm happy I didn't have Lastasha in the class. Cause if she put glue in my hair again....Jesus help her.

"What's up, Prince?" I asked him.

He was already drawing on his sketch pad and the teacher didn't even start the lesson. I looked at his drawing and saw him sketching a skull. It was dope, no lie.

"Class?" Mr. Adams said to get our attention. We all looked up, and on the board was an assignment.

"Due next week, you must draw something that describes you without actually drawing you. You can start now."

Before Mr. Adams finished his sentence, Prince already started. I started to laugh and took out a piece of looseleaf just to do a quick draft. I didn't know what to do.

I fell into a quick daydream, while thinking of something to draw.