Incompatible (Greyson Chance FF) UNDER-EDITING

Chapter 5.1-Continuation of Chapter 5

Recap:

"Please? For the sake of my grades." You made puppy eyes.

"Deal….. You’ll treat me a box of pizza, burger, fries and a diet coke if I would find his address and his phone number by tomorrow.."

"Okay. Thanks James."

"No problem, YN."

*The next day*

                 You were walking towards your locker to get all the things you need, then someone approached you which made you turn your gaze to who it was. ’Greyson’ -_-

“We’re going to make the project after school at exactly 4pm. Be on time. Our materials are ready” he said while straightly looking in your eyes.

“Okay” was your short reply.

 The bell had rung, it’s time for your Math class. You headed to your room and waited for  the teacher. While waiting, some of your classmates were noisy. Then, a boy looked out of the window and saw Mrs. Warren coming. “Everybody, Mrs. Warren is coming! Transform!” he shouted. Then all of the students went back to their original seats while you are reading your notes.

"Good Morning class!" Mrs. Warren greeted when she came in.

"Good Morning Mrs. Warren!" The whole class greeted back.

"So, we will be having a surprise quiz today about our topic yesterday in Math. I’m just testing all of you if you learned something about the topic yesterday." She smiled.

Some starts to groan, some starts to cheer, and some didn’t paid attention.  Well, good for you.

"So number 1-"

"Wait a minute ma’am!" Some of your classmates responded.

         So all of you took Mrs. Warren’s surprise quiz. Good thing, you got a high score. Half of the class didn’t reached the passing score. But the bad thing is, Greyson got also the same score as yours. Well, you really love Math and you don’t want anybody to beat you in this subject.

Your P. O. V.

 I looked at Greyson for a moment. He's busy getting compliments from our classmates. He doesn’t know that he got also the same score as mine. I looked at his face, wow I didn’t noticed that he was hot. His brown-hazelnut eyes, pointy nose, and red lips. He’s perfect!

OH YN, YOU’RE SAYING HE”S HANDSOME? DO YOU LOVE HIM ALREADY?

"Ugh! No!"

THEN WHY ARE YOU STARING AT HIM? WHY ARE YOU LOOKING AT HIS FEATURES? 

"I was just saying that I... Well.. I ... I HATE TALKING TO MYSELF!"

Arguing with my inner self is difficult, if you only know it. Then he noticed that I was looking at him….

"Hey idiot! What are you looking at?" He exclaimed when he caught me.. Uh-oh! >.<

"N-nothi-"

"Ah, I see. You’re captured by my grexyness, eh?" He grinned cheekily.

"No! I’m not! And besides, I don’t like you." I stuck my tongue out.

"Yeah, Whatever!" He rolled his eyes and continued what he is doing.

     I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh. “Gwapo mo sana kaso nga lang ang sungit mo!" I whispered to myself.

*Fast Forward* The bell rings! Dismissal time!