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Jazza turned to Vivian, his eyes wide in surprise.
"You never told me that!" He yelled, a pout on his face, "You need to teach me!"
Jazza turned to Vivian, his eyes wide in surprise.
"You never told me that!" He yelled, a pout on his face, "You need to teach me!"
"I didn't tell you…? I thought I did…" Vivian gave him an apologetic look.
She often forgot about things; she didn't realize until someone brought it up.
"I will," she promised him.
His face quickly brightened, letting out a squeal of delight.
"Yay!"
She giggled, then paused as she remembered where they were.
The teacher watched the two, with a slight smile on his face.
"Alright, how about some free time?" He asks, quickly explaining everything they could do.
(Honestly running outta ideas xD )
"Ooh…" she could barely contain her excitement, leaning forward in interest.
(Lol… we could always skip to a few years later.)
yeah..how about 8th grade?? 7th??
(Sure, we can do that.)
okie do you wanna start it this time?
(Yeah, okay)
Vivian groaned. "I forgot my lunch again…"
Jazza laughed, punching Vivian in the arm.
"Ha! Loser! Here, Nonno said you'd forget your lunch, so he made you one." He reached into his locker, grabbing his books and handing her a brown paper bag with the name 'Vivian' on the side. He slammed the door shut, and started walking down the hall to Homeroom.
"I'm not a loser…" she sulked, yet took the bag and walked alongside him. "How has he been lately, though? I haven't seen him recently."
"He's doing pretty good, he keeps asking about you though." He said, rolling his eyes, "He want's to know if we've 'started dating yet'."
He pushed through the crowd, waving to a group of his friends who where gathered around a locker.
"I swear, that old man is a fangirl at heart, what does he think this is, a Hallmark Christmas movie?"
"'Started dating'…" she echoed. "I-why would we do that? We're friends."
"That's what I keep telling him, but he won't listen." He sighed, walking through the door and into the English classroom, waving to the teacher as he sat down at an empty desk.
"What do we have first today? I swear, Mr. Gethen has it out for me, he gave me an F on my last math test."
Sitting next to him, Vivian gave a sheepish grin. "I… have no idea actually…"
"Or you're studying less. Jazza, have you not been paying attention?" she inquired, looking disappointed even though she herself hasn't been concentrating much lately.
"I try to study! I'm just really busy with football," He groaned, slipping down in his chair, " I have too much homework!" He complained, throwing his hands in the air.
"We all have too much homework…" she sighed.
"Yeah, Oh, can I copy your Science homework by any chance?" He asked, his cheeks turning red, "I kinda forgot mine.."
"Jazzy…" she clicked her tongue, but dug for her Science work nonetheless.
Finding it, she placed it on his lap.
He thanked her, taking out his own, and quickly copied her work, and once he finished, he wrote his name on the top of the page, and put it back, passing the paper back to her.
Vivian slipped hers in its previous spot, then slumped back in her chair.
"I'm doomed. I hardly slept last night…"
"You'll be fine." He said, nudging her with his elbow, "You can just skip math with me and the guys!"
"I've never skipped before…" she admitted. "What do you all do, anyways?"
"Usually just talk." He said with a shrug, he didn't really listen to half of the conversations he had with them, either too busy worrying about how much his grades where gonna go down, or thinking about what he would do the next time he saw Vivian.
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