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After the cafeteria, I went to all the other classes I had for the day and now it was time for biology, literally the worst subject ever made.

Basically, I hated biology and was the worst at it, there, I didn't have to pretend not to have an answer to his questions, I actually didn't, I have tried time and time again to understand anything that has been taught but it just doesn't get into my head. Maybe because learning about plants and how my body 'works' just doesn't excite or interest me, as much as maths does.

I get to class and take my seat, and am not kidding when I say that all I hear is...

"Blah blah blah." Said Mr. Brown, biology teacher.

Okay maybe I am.

"Good morning class." He actually says.

Nobody answers as always and he doesn't care, Mr. Brown always has that jolly mood and he never let's anyone or anything change it and I admire him for that, honestly that might be the only thing I like about him.

The class was boring as always and I wasn't getting anything from it, just a wastage of my time.

After an hour of complete boredom, the bell rings.

"Finally. "

"Miss Garcia and Mr. Cameron can I have a talk with the both of you?" Mr. Brown requests.

What's it with teachers and their little chit-chat today. And why is he calling me and the 'nerd'?

"You are getting lower grades day by day, why is that?" Really, in front of him? You have to be kidding me.

"Nothing." I reply.

"Well, whatever it is it can't be as important as your education." Mr. Brown says.

I don't say anything.

"So... I have decided that you will need a tutor. "

"A tutor?... wait you mean him?... nope that's not happening. " I say.

"Why?"

"Look at him... he is him!... he wears suspenders, suspenders!... he picks nose... oh c'mon." I say

"He also does well in biology, by the way,  in other words meaning he gets the highest score in class, which you by the way, Miss, don't, and you are not even close to getting to that point. He will help you. " Mr. Brown says.

"Really? " I ask.

"Really. I don't know when you guys are going to talk, about how you are going to meet during the week but I want it all settled by the end of the school week, Friday. Clear enough? "

No.

"Yes." The nerd answers for the both of us. I don't know his name and I really want to leave it that way.

Mr. Brown leaves.

"If it was clear to you it wasn't clear to me. " I said to nerd.

"Why didn't you tell him that? " he replies. Nice question.

"You know, you have a lot of nerve for a nerd."

"So you are telling me to be less confident because am smarter than you, I think that only gives me more confidence. " he replies. Sharp mouth, he has there.

"Yeah, rub it in my face that you may be smarter than me in biology but in maths, I would woop your ass." I say.

"Yeah, right." This is why teachers shouldn't tell nerds how other students are doing in school.  It leads to this... disrespect.

"Am damn serious, you fool." I say.

"Well, I don't believe you."

"You know what? Tomorrow, at my place, we will have a little contest ." I say.

"Ok? Address." He asks.

"There." I said to his phone and I hear a little ping. Simple ringtone.

"Oh, so you have my number. Someone's got a crush." He says and for the first time, I see him smile. Cute, actually.

"Over my dead fucking body." How can I like someone, who picks his nose?... Ok, fine, maybe I made that part up.

I leave the class and I start to head to the school exit, when I realise it...

God, Mia, you just give him your number and your address. Argh! His a smart one.

I wait for dad in the parking lot and after all the bad luck I have had today, I start to think that maybe, dad won't come.

"Mia!" Micah yells for no reason.

"What?" I ask.

"Dad isn't here yet?"

"He is, am just sitting on the waiting bench because it feels good on my ass." I take my phone out to call dad.

"Sarcasm. That's a world you shouldn't explore, you know. "

"Can you keep shut? Am trying to make a call." I dial dad's number and just as am about to tap the call button, I see his shiny black car, which is always neat by the way.

"Hi, sorry for being late." He apologises.

"No problem, dad." I say.

"You know, you wouldn't need to be riding with me and dad if you didn't ruin your relationship with the coolest guy ever. " Micah says.

"Dad, can I?" I ask.

"Yes, darling. "

I stomped his feet as hard as I possibly could.

"Ow... you know dad, man to man, you are not helping a fellow man out. " Micah says.

"Really where is he?" Dad replies.

"Ohh... nice one." I said, my dad and I start laughing.

This is where I would like to be forever, with my family, who'd never judge me, always have my back, make me laugh and give me peace, yeah right here.

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