Almost

Chapter 3

"I know it is legal to be ugly, but Eli you are abusing the privilege."

I sucked in a breath, looking out my window from my cozy spot on the bed and into West's window, where he stood (shirtless, again, not that I minded too much…*cough*).

He grinned crookedly at me and I said,

"Hey, Alfonso, I wrote you a poem. It goes like this:

Roses are red

Violets are blue

God made me pretty

What the hell happened to you?"

West chuckled, a deep sound from his chest, and leaned out his window. I was a little aggravated, because I had finally convinced myself to read over my history book for tomorrow's test, and now this idiot was pestering me. Still, I had to admit it was fun having all of these insult wars with him.

"So, you're studying?" West asked. I gasped.

"Wow, you actually know what studying is, considering you never do it. Maybe you can learn your ABC's tomorrow."

"I don't need to study. I've got all I need right here," he flashed a set of index cards and I raised my eyebrows.

"Cheating?"

I had always known West was a lot of things, but I never thought he was a cheater. For a second, I felt…disappointed in him, which was absurd because I shouldn't feel anything but annoyance and anger towards West, but I couldn't help it…

"I prefer to call it, 'using materials to better my test score' but hey, to each their own," West smirked.

"Well, I hope you get caught. Cheating is unhealthy," I spat.

"No, what unhealthy is you going out in public without a paper bag covering your face. Have you no mercy for everybody's eye sight?"

"Boang! If you don't watch what you say, I'm going to crawl out of this window tonight and kill you in your sleep."

"The first part of that sounds interesting…" West wiggled his eyebrows and I let out a disgusted moan. I stood up and prepared to shut my window.

"Good night, Alfonso," I told him.

"Sweetdreams, Elizabeth," he smiled, blowing me a kiss. I pretended to catch it, throw it on the ground, and then I stomped my foot like I was crushing it. West's dark eyes sparkled with amusement and he only shook his head.

"Oh, and I won't be the one getting caught cheating," he added, before I slammed my window shut.

XX

Fifty bucks to anybody who could tell me what all these formula had to do with my life and what its major downfalls were.

No, I'm serious here.

I mentally groaned and regretted that I hadn't taken Care's advice and 'studied hard.' But let's face it; MTV was just too interesting compared to reading over a Calc book. Now as I stared at the test, I wanted to go back in time and tell myself to study.

To make matter worse, I was the only person in the classroom left with a test, as everybody else had already done.

Shuffling uncomfortably in my seat, a flash of color caught my eye. Curious, I dipped my head down and saw a stack of what looked to be index cards at my feet. Intrigued to what they were, I picked the set up and brought it to the top of my desk, forgetting momentarily that I was in the middle of a test.