After the very peaceful and prosperous breakfast with Asher Carter, I went to my first class Biology. Olivia and Isabella were there and they waved at me. I went and sat on the desk beside them.
"So you became friends with Aaron?" Olivia turned and asked me. "Yeah.." I nodded. "What did Ty say about it?" Isabella asked, bending a little forward from her chair to see my face. "He didn't say anything. He is okay with it," I replied fishing out my books. They both looked at each other surprised. "He is okay with it? He doesn't even like us talking to Aaron. That's why we don't actually talk to him," Olivia then said. I placed the books on the table and fully turned to them. "Why are you guys bothered about what Ty might think if you talk to Aaron? If you like to talk to a person then you should. You don't need to care what others think." "Yeah..er..that's right." Olivia nodded awkwardly. "So we heard you were running around in the ground with Aaron and the other footballers today..." "Yeah that's right," I smiled. "Look at me. That's why I'm so sweaty. Ahh...I got exhausted running with the footballers. They've crazy speed." "Oh...uhm.. yeah..you are so sweaty," Olivia let out a giggle and then turned around on her chair, whispering something to Isabella. Anyway, soon the teacher Mrs. Connor arrived and started teaching about Phylum Hemichordates. I kinda like Biology. So I paid attention in class for some time. Then I started brainstorming about a cool and useful app to design. The second hour was maths. As I walked to the class, I thought about whether I should sit with Aaron or Ty. Anyway, when I reached there, I ended up sitting with Ty in the middle row. Aaron was in the last row as usual. Mr. Jacob came in soon after. "Surprise test on last chapter, differentiation," he announced and went to the board. His sudden announcement met a lot of shocking gasps and groans but that of course didn't encourage him to change his mind. I saw Ty smiling and happily taking out his pens. So he is so confident. But do I know anything about differentiation? No. Oh, but why should I worry? I was not here when this lesson was taught. I'm not writing this test. I crossed my hands and leaned back on my chair as Mr. Jacob started writing questions one by one on the board. Finally, Mr. Jacob finished writing ten questions and turned around, looking at the students who were staring at the questions in pure wonder. But anyway, Ty was already working on the second question. "There are 10 questions and you've twenty minutes in hand. No copying. Once you're done you'll come to me and I'll correct your answers then and there," Mr. Jacob announced. The students all nodded. Soon Mr. Jacob's gaze met mine. "Why aren't you writing? Should I especially tell you to begin?” he asked. I uncrossed my hands and stood up. "New student, sir. I Wasn't there while you taught this lesson," I replied pointing at the board. "I see. But you didn't learn this from your previous school?" he asked. I looked at the board and frowned, shaking my head. "I'm not gonna buy it, young lady. And even if you didn't learn it there, you should have asked someone and learned. Cause, we are starting integrations in the next class. How are you gonna understand anything if you don't know differentiation?" I shrugged my shoulder. "Don't know. Guess I'd ask someone and start learning this," I pointed again at the weird-looking symbols on the board. Mr. Jacob sighed. "Anyway attend the test now," he growled. "But I...", "Attend the test I said," he cut me off. "Yes sir," I said and sat down cursing him in my mind. I took a pen and tore a paper off my notebook before looking at nowhere but Ty's answer sheet. The first answer just had four steps and I successfully copied it down in a minute while Mr. Jacob was looking at others. Ty also kept on writing without minding me copying his answer. But as I was about to look into his sheet for the second answer, Mr. Jacob averted his gaze in my direction and I started pretending to calculate with my fingers. I don't even know whether there's any need to calculate with fingers in differentiation. When finally Mr. Jacob turned his gaze away from me, Ty turned the paper and started writing on the other side. Shit! He was writing the rest of a previous question so I decided to wait till he start the next question. I sighed looking at the girl on my right who was constantly scribbling and crossing on her page. She glanced at me and raised her forefinger asking me for the answer to the first question. I moved my sheet closer to her and then turned my head to see what Aaron was doing in the back. He was there lying peacefully, resting his head on the desk. Oh, what a good time to take a nap. But then something interesting happened. A girl who was sitting near Aaron tapped on his shoulder and passed him her paper. Woah! My mouth hung open. Aaron took the paper, rubbing his eyes. After looking at it for a second, he stretched it back to the girl. Oh, stupid boy! But anyway the girl didn't take it back. She shook her head and motioned him with her chin to copy it down. Aaron then found me looking at him. "Want this?" he mouthed. "Yeah, but you write first," I mouthed back. He already crumbled the paper and threw it to me. I successfully caught it, earning a few gasps and glares from the people who were sitting behind me including the paper's owner. I grinned at everyone and unscrambled the paper before starting to copy it. There were answers of 1 to 4 on the paper. Thankfully no one bothered to tell Mr. Jacob about me copying. But I was confused why Aaron didn't copy it. Is he actually that much of an honest person? Or does he know these answers are wrong? If so he won't pass it to me, right? Once I finished copying all the answers, I passed the paper to the girl near me. Also, I successfully got answers of 8 and 9 from Ty. I couldn't finish the last question because Ty then stood up and sprinted towards Mr. Jacob's table without waiting for me to complete it. Maybe he was so eager to finish the test before anyone else and get full marks. Mr. Jacob corrected Ty's sheet and announced he got all the answers correct, just as expected. Ty came back to his seat with a happy smile after Mr. Jacob congratulated him. I then stood up and went to Mr. Jacob's table. He glared at me as I stretched the sheet to him. "Why would I check Tyler's answers twice?" He asked and the whole class burst into laughter while I stood looking at the floor whilst rolling the answer sheet in my hands. It was kind of embarrassing although I go through this kind of shit on a regular basis. "Now why are you standing here? Go back. And you better learn at least the basics of differentiation before the next class," Mr. Jacob said and dismissed me without further embarrassment. Aaron didn't get up from his seat even after everyone got their answers corrected. At last Mr, Jacob asked him to bring his paper to him. Aaron huffed a sigh and stood up lazily before walking to him. He got a zero as he gave Mr. Jacob a plane paper. He mumbled a 'Thanks' at the big '0' Mr. Jacob drew on his paper. Everyone except me and Ty burst out laughing at that. "Aaron!" Mr. Jacob shouted furiously. "How dare you not try solving even one question?" "I didn't know any of that," Aaron replied blankly. "Impossible! Didn't Asher tutor you?" "No. He just came to my house and spend two hours inside my toilet as if there's no toilet in his home." The class burst into another fit of loud laughter "What!" Mr. Jacob scoffed. "Let me have a word with Asher today." "Yeah..ask him. I just told the truth," Aaron replied. "Enough! Go and sit in your seat," Mr. Jacob sneered. Aaron nodded and walked back to his seat in the back while a lot of girls in the class smiled and giggled at him. However, Ty's expression was blank.During the lunch break, I made a quick trip to the library. I needed some books for the new history assignment. Every student in our class had to write on a different topic from the current chapter and my topic was Industrial expansion. I first thought I'd copy something down from the internet but then Mrs. Cooper said she needed us to use the library and provide the names of the books we used for reference. On reaching the library, I went to the history section and scanned through the names of the books on the shelves. Finally, when I thought I found a relevant book and was about to pull it out, a hand caught it from the other side and pulled it forcefully to that side. I made my grip tight on the book because I saw the face of the owner of that hand. It was none else than Mr. Grey eyes. "I was the first one who touched it. So take your hands off," I said. "Who told you, you were the one who touched it first? It was me. So find some other book cause I'm taking this one," he said
"Aaron.." I finally called lightly, not wanting to frighten him and ruin his drawing. But, still, he flinched. "Oh Ann!" he responded turning around and smiling at me. "I didn't know you were an artist!" I said excitedly, occupying the chair beside him. "We just met last day," he giggled. "Yeah..right," I nodded looking at the girl on the screen. "This one is really good. And you really are a very good artist. I was observing you for some time. You didn't even know I was here." "Uh..thanks..." he laughed adorably while his ears turned a little pink. "So you have learned digital art?" I was so sure that he had taken classes. He confirmed it with a nod. "What else can you do on a computer, other than drawing? "Uhmm..I know a little bit of graphics and animation." "Great.." I smiled. "So, who is this girl?" I asked looking admiringly at the picture. The girl was really beautiful. "She's my older sister, Riley. Her birthday is next week. But she can't come home. So I thou
You know that feeling when you get up in the morning knowing the day is going to suck? That's what I felt when I woke up to Ty's Mom's high-pitched voice. That jerk had called Ty, yesterday night. I was then sitting in front of my laptop, thinking about what to do with the video game. Suddenly Ty barged into the room, yelling 'Caroline!' He had his phone held near his ear and I could easily guess who was on the line. Apparently, that bastard told Ty that I keyed his car and so I should bring him $400 tomorrow if I don't want suspension. I pretended shocked and acted like I was about to cry. So, Ty soon told him, I won't do such cheap things and it might be Aaron who keyed his car. I called Aaron to tell him the things. And he said the jerk had already called him while he was driving back home. As soon as he picked the call, Asher screamed into his ear something like, 'Aaron, what the hell did you do!?' He said he really got terrified that he almost drove the car into a telephone
"Correcting your answers?", Asher chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "N..no.." I shook my head, my knees were almost trembling. "But I saw," he grinned. I gulped and swallowed the lump in my throat. Then I took a breath before walking toward the door. I need to somehow get out of here first. "Look Asher, I wasn't. And Mr. Keating isn't teaching me. Move!" I said as I reached near him. He was standing there blocking the door. "Really? Okay, I'm sorry, maybe it's some problem with my eyes. Anyway let me tell the principal and ask him to check the camera footage," he said, pointing at the camera on one corner of the classroom. I bit my lip, not knowing what to say or do. Then I heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming up the steps. Probably Mr. Keating. I pushed Asher out. He stumbled and almost fell back, yelping from the sudden shock. But then I grabbed his wrist and placed my other hand over his mouth. His pupils dilated as he looked into my eyes. "Look Asher, please let's talk
I sat staring at my laptop screen, trying to make a decision about whether to hack our school CCTV camera or not. For that, I need to first hack into the school website and find the IP address of the operating system linked to CCTV. It's a bit difficult task and if I get caught, I will get suspended from school, or worse I will get arrested for cyber offense. Do I need to take such a risky move just to erase the silly footage of me correcting Ty's answer sheet code? It's just a code and I won't get anything more than detention if they find out. And if Asher doesn't tell anyone, nobody is gonna know. Nevertheless, I already agreed to his deal. My heart skipped a beat as suddenly my room door clicked open. But then I realized I was just staring at my desktop and I didn't have any of my coding files open. Leaving an inaudible sigh, I turned around to see Ty frowning at me, walking inside. "What were you doing?" he then asked going to my bed and slumping down. "Nothing. Just thin
"So how was the birthday party? When did you return?" I asked Ty as I drove the both of us to school the next morning. "It was great. Corey didn't really expect it. But we returned soon after cutting the cake since we have practice today," he replied. "Oh..why couldn't that jer..I mean Asher just cancel today's practice? He is the captain, right?" I asked. If he canceled practice, I also didn't have to go to school now. "We have an important match coming next week. We need to practice hard," Ty replied. "Oh.." I hummed. The ride was silent for the next few minutes. Ty had his eyes closed and his head leaned against the window. Seems like he didn't get enough sleep yesterday. But suddenly he sat up straight and asked me something. "Carrie, Aaron is really changing school?" I was almost taken aback. So he actually cares about Aaron, although he wouldn't admit it. "Why? You said it's good," I said. "Er..but.It's.." Ty stammered looking out of the window while I chuckled
"Asher...why are you forcing her to run? Let her rest. She isn't used to jogging for long. She barely does any exercise," Ty said and Asher finally left my hands free while a smirk formed on his face. I know he's planning something inside that stupid head of his. Before I even started guessing what he is about to do, he turned to face Ty. "You know Ty, yesterday evening I was walking through the upper block corridor. Then, when I reached Mr. Keating's Biology classroom, Caroline was... "Hey! Let's go run," I shrieked cutting Asher off. "When you reached Mr. Keating's classroom, Caroline was...? what happened?" Ty asked confused, his frown now directed towards me. "N..nothing happened. Let's run!" I panted out and grabbed Ty's hands. Then I started dragging him along with me, running away as far as possible from Asher while I was feeling totally nauseous. "What happened? Did you do something wrong?" Ty asked me. "N..no..nothing. I- I was just..er..I just thought to...uhm..po
I reached the locker room to find Aaron sipping on his rose milk whilst leaning against his locker door. He had his earphones plugged in and was probably listening to one of his favorite songs that he realized my presence only after I went really closer to him."Hey!" he responded smiling, taking the buds from his ears on seeing me."Hey, you have good news," I smiled back."What?""Tyler Martin agreed to talk to you.""Really?" he asked, a surprised expression replacing his smile. "Yeah.." I nodded. "You know how?""No, how? What did you do?" He asked anxiously. Then I told him the whole thing that led to Ty agreeing to talk to him."You kind of emotionally blackmailed him," Aaron chuckled. My plan seemed to appeal to him a lot. "So he actually cares for me a little," he mumbled smiling, but I still heard it."So, when am I talking to him? I need to pretend like I'm going to change school, right?" he asked enthusiastically."Yeah..exactly! I'll ask him and tell you when you can meet.