"Hey," I whispered, "can one of you guys explain what we're supposed to be doing?"
Lamai shot me a weird look but continued to explain. I'll admit that I did sorta zone out, but it was excruciatingly boring.
"We covered this last week, Sheelin," Mila whispered worriedly, "Are you sure you're okay?" I sighed and nodded. Whenever I couldn't complete my work on time or couldn't figure out problems (like right now) I would say that I had a headache or that I was tired.
"I didn't get much sleep last night," I lied. Lamai looked away guiltily. I bit my bottom lip; I had completely forgotten that she had been over.
"Girls! Stop talking and pay attention!" Mr. Mayza shouted. The whole entire class looked at us and Mila returned their glances with an arched eyebrow and a smirk. The teacher turned back and continued the lesson. I looked around the room and saw that not everyone was paying attention. Ben Maynard was looking at our group.
Ben was hot. He was what all the girls wanted, but could never get. He had black, flippy hair with blue highlights, chocolate eyes that, with the help of his fabulous smile, could melt any girl, and skin that looked like the son had kissed it. On a scale of one to ten, he was a 12.
I was majorly crushing on him and looked back at him. He saw me, blushed and turned away. What was this? I had just made the hottest guy in school blush!
Mila poked my arm and grinned, "Looks like someone has a thing for you," she whispered. I blushed and played with my hair.
"And it looks like she's got it bad for him too," Lamai whispered. I lowered my head and focused on my worksheet. I didn't want to look like a grinning idiot in front of everybody.
For the rest of class, I was always focusing on something other than Mila, Lamai, or Ben. I jumped when the bell rang and rushed out of the classroom.
I practically ran to my next class which, of course, Ben was in too. I sat down at one of the lab stations and slowly took out my notebook and pencil. Lamai and Mila sat down across from me, leaving the seat right next to me open.
"Um," a guy's voice said, "Do you mind if I sit here? I-uh mean, if no one else is going to sit here and it's alright with your friends,"
"Go ahead, we don't mind," Mila said. I looked up and saw relief spread across Ben's face. Even though I was screaming on the inside, I somehow remained calm on the outside. Mila and Lamai were busy talking to each other (no doubt it was about me and Ben).
"So," Ben said to me, "What were you guys talking about that got Mayza so mad?"
"Um," I said, playing with my hair, "I was struggling with the homework so I asked for some help,"
Lamai shot me a weird look but continued to explain. I'll admit that I did sorta zone out, but it was excruciatingly boring.
"We covered this last week, Sheelin," Mila whispered worriedly, "Are you sure you're okay?" I sighed and nodded. Whenever I couldn't complete my work on time or couldn't figure out problems (like right now) I would say that I had a headache or that I was tired.
"I didn't get much sleep last night," I lied. Lamai looked away guiltily. I bit my bottom lip; I had completely forgotten that she had been over.
"Girls! Stop talking and pay attention!" Mr. Mayza shouted. The whole entire class looked at us and Mila returned their glances with an arched eyebrow and a smirk. The teacher turned back and continued the lesson. I looked around the room and saw that not everyone was paying attention. Ben Maynard was looking at our group.
Ben was hot. He was what all the girls wanted, but could never get. He had black, flippy hair with blue highlights, chocolate eyes that, with the help of his fabulous smile, could melt any girl, and skin that looked like the son had kissed it. On a scale of one to ten, he was a 12.
I was majorly crushing on him and looked back at him. He saw me, blushed and turned away. What was this? I had just made the hottest guy in school blush!
Mila poked my arm and grinned, "Looks like someone has a thing for you," she whispered. I blushed and played with my hair.
"And it looks like she's got it bad for him too," Lamai whispered. I lowered my head and focused on my worksheet. I didn't want to look like a grinning idiot in front of everybody.
For the rest of class, I was always focusing on something other than Mila, Lamai, or Ben. I jumped when the bell rang and rushed out of the classroom.
I practically ran to my next class which, of course, Ben was in too. I sat down at one of the lab stations and slowly took out my notebook and pencil. Lamai and Mila sat down across from me, leaving the seat right next to me open.
"Um," a guy's voice said, "Do you mind if I sit here? I-uh mean, if no one else is going to sit here and it's alright with your friends,"
"Go ahead, we don't mind," Mila said. I looked up and saw relief spread across Ben's face. Even though I was screaming on the inside, I somehow remained calm on the outside. Mila and Lamai were busy talking to each other (no doubt it was about me and Ben).
"So," Ben said to me, "What were you guys talking about that got Mayza so mad?"
"Um," I said, playing with my hair, "I was struggling with the homework so I asked for some help,"
