ever you started,

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seem so out of it?" Mich asked irritably a

o ask for help. Sigh. Even if she explained how she got the solu

lly drank shampoo," I replied

acher calls on me,

the classroom. I couldn't focus earlier during our fir

earlier. I'm such a slow writer when I'm not concentrating, and honestly,

s in our class. When he introduced himself in front

couldn't take his

e the center of attention. They teased us endlessly, and in my frustrati

ose stupid butterflies in my stomach. I knew I was losing my mind,

x and drank it to dr

uddenly shouted, making me raise an eyebrow. "

d up spitting out my juice. Thankfully, it w

g grossed out. "Oh no, what if you hit someone outside? You're in big trouble now,

d of question is that, anyway? Why would I be di

on to my act. Even though people say I should join

my arm repeatedly, which made me wince. "Don't tell me you're finally falling fo

who's already had two. I've never been interested in g

did, though oddly enough, he didn't say anything

bout?" I asked, my voic

all

that Chester guy? Ugh!" I hu

lowed it instead

fore she could even respond, I grabbed her

let it slide, even though I often copy her work

ave?" she said with

bout me: I write really fast when I'm copying something. It's hil

est!" I said cheerfully as

fast!" she sa

about!" I said proudly, even doing

m starting to pick up some of Kristoff's mannerisms

made her look at me curiously. "Do you think I

shock, and she star

e, she started shak

potential! Oh my gosh, are you really joining th

e her voice was so loud

a for earlier. Mich's eyes sparkled when she saw it. She probably recognized

e a waste not to, but she

could have it so I can make you sniff it every day!"

't help

d her I'd join the theater club. I've always lacked self-con

academics. I don't have any extracurricular grades, which is

who Chester really is. Until I figure it out, it'll

he seem so familiar to me? Agh

hen I was done, I waved it in Mich's face.

a! All

? So we can be together in the club!" she che

id. "Fingers crossed I get

al the deal-our litt

s. Even if we grow old, Mich and I will always stay y

re's no way I keep losi

ehead. "Don't blame me for your terrible

lled my e

toward the door. In my panic, I accidentally punche

" she

ou idiot! It

he door, but I froze when a guy entered

cra

low me whole as the form landed squarely

rrowed his brows, pulled the form

tten, while I stood there, fidgeting, uns

r club, Miss De Jesus?" he

He kno

Duh. He rea

replied

s Chester guy! What's with that look? Is he underestimating my

Not only is he a transferee, but I've

rushing his hair back with his left ha

l... yet und

. "Friday. Nine in the morning. Show me what you've got," he added meaningf

m. At that moment, it hit me: I wa

speechless,

just a transferee? What the h

at Chester. I started having second thoughts. I wanted t

different club," I said hesitantly to Ches

nd my neck was starting to ache fr

glances at us every now and then, pret

e. I kicked her under the table, making

lifted his head. I turned to look at him again, and my

eeling-it was familiar,

nother misch

er you've started, you need to finish,"

, wha

Good luck," he cheered,

ened even more. Wh