Chapter 17: Chapter 11:Why me?

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"How was your weekend?" Adam asked, while we headed over to my locker.

"I finished unpacking and went to the movies with Hannah, but that was horrible since some lady ruined it." I replied.

"What did she do?"

"She spoke through most of the movie and even cursed out the usher who told her to leave. But she finally left when security escorted her out of there and by that time the movie was close to finishing..." I sighed, placing the rest of my books inside my lockers.

"That sucks...But maybe you and I can hang out sometimes..."

"Sure, what did you—"

"Katherine!" I heard someone called out.

I looked around and wondered, who called me. I then turned around and saw Hannah running towards us, catching some guys' attention.

I would've smiled and waved, but my eyes lingered to her chest since she didn't wear a bra and her breasts were big. I then looked at Adam and saw that he was texting on his phone.

"Ugh, Hannah." I said.

"Yes." She bent over to catch her breath.

"You're not wearing a bra and I can see how hard your nipples are."

"Yeah I know. I forgot to wear a bra since I was in a rush from waking up late." She wiped the sweat off her forehead and used that same hand to pat down a random kid's sweater, who walked by her.

Poor kid, he didn't even know that his sweater was used as a paper towel.

"Sorry I thought you already left for school, but next time I'll just call you," I told her and she nodded her head.

"That would be nice since I can easily sleep through the morning. Also I wanted to ask if you had Wi-Fi since my phone doesn't have signal." She moved her phone in the air, while she tried to get signal.

"Yes I have signal, what is that?" I asked, seeing how huge her phone was.

It looked like a phone my great granny would use to see the numbers she was dialing.

"A cell phone and I think it looks pretty cool," She smile more so to herself as she fixed her glasses.

I couldn't imagined having like hers. What if you call 911, and the service would caught off once the operator picked up? I thought.

I'll see you guys later," Adam spoke before heading off to his class.

"See ya," Both Hannah and I said. I was glad I had another class with her so I wouldn't feel like I was alone while in class.

It was my first time going to math class, which I hated since I didn't see the point of it.

In real life scenarios, no one is going to ask you what the equation for something is, but rather your capability in doing the job.

When we finally reached math class, saw that it was already pack. Am I late, or did the bell already ring?

I then looked ahead, and saw that there were a few seats available in the front for Hannah and I to sit.

I sighed in relief, while we walked over there, and sat down.

"Good morning." Mr. Francis said, while he closed his classroom door after the bell rung.

"Good morning." Everyone said.

"Today, we will have a pop quiz, which is easy," Everyone groaned since they knew he was lying, "but before I let you guys take the quiz, I see we have a new student." He smiled at me and I returned the smile.

"Can you introduce yourself?" He asked.

"No its okay, I didn't volunteer." I tried to point out that I didn't want to do it.

"Nonsense, I'm sure everyone here would like to get to know you." He clapped his hands together.

I sighed, while I got up, and walked towards the front of the classroom. Great!

"Hi, I'm Katherine. I love to play tennis and I love Nutella."

Suddenly, a kid raised their hand, who sat in the back.

"Yes." I looked at him. I knew he was a jock since he wore a varsity jacket.

"If you're single, can I get your number?" He smirked. He had sandy blonde hair, brown eyes, a strong jawline, and an athletic body.

"Yes, but you need water to quench that thirst of yours." I placed my hands on my hips.

After I said that the whole class 'Ohhs and Ahhs.' The kid then blushed and looked away.

"You can sit now." Mr. Francis said.

I then walked back to my seat and sat down. Shortly after, Mr. Francis handed out the pop quiz, and when I read some of the problems, I thought it spoke another language.

Some of the true or false questions that was given, I wrote down 'Frue' since it sounded both true and false.

There was no doubt in my mind that I failed. I guess I should get a tutor for math if I wanted to graduate on time.

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