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Monday morning the students are alive and buzzing about Noah’s party.
I’m sick of hearing about the fight. I’m sure if Noah was here he’d lap up the attention, wearing his signature goofy but charming smile. He’d probably even find a way to convince people that he meant to get a concussion so he could get out of his calculus test.
Which is today. And I am absolutely unprepared.
When it comes to calculus, I already need all the help I can get, but this weekend, with all the drama that happened, I didn’t have it in me to study. Now, sitting in my seat before the bell rings, I’m frantically flipping through the pages of my notebook, as if I can absorb all the information by glancing at it quickly. But really, I’m just flipping through pages.
Three minutes before the bell. Shove as much information into your brain as you can before class starts, Amelia. Never mind that it’s gibberish. Why wasn’t I blessed with a photographic memory? Still, even if I had memorized all this information, I wouldn’t have the slightest clue what to do with it.
“I’m guessing you’re ready to ace this test.”
Aiden’s deep voice makes me jump.
“Clearly,” I say. “Can’t you tell by the frantic page flipping, sweaty palms, doodle examining, super planning, and erratic heartbeat that I’m confident in my ability to pass this test?”
He laughs and sits down behind me, while I return to my frantic page flipping as the bell rings. Somehow, my scattered mind seems to register that this is the first time Aiden initiated a conversation that wasn’t unfriendly (sort of). It’s also the first time he smiled at me (sort of), and the first time I heard him chuckle. I push those thoughts to the back of my mind. School comes first, think about boys later.
The teacher stands up. “Put away your books; I’m passing out the tests.”
Shit.
Fifty minutes, a freshly chewed through pencil and some unshed tears later, I hand in my partially blank test. Aiden’s right behind me, ready to hand in his, which is filled with his confident, bold handwriting, and not a single question skipped over. His answers look similar to the gibberish I was scanning through before the test.
Thinking about it now, Aiden didn’t even look worried when he walked in. Cool as a cucumber. I swear, if he’s hot and smart, I’m sending a very strongly worded email to whoever distributes this shit.
I grab my phone from the pile of phones in a basket near the door. Aiden and I walk out at the same time, and I can’t help but glare at him. Stupid Aiden and his stupid smarts and his stupid looks, he’s just soo—
“Stupid?”
I startle and look up at Aiden, who’s finished my thoughts for me. The corner of his mouth is tilted up in a smirk as we fall into step beside each other.
“Did I say that out loud?” My face heats up.
“Mumbled. But I still caught it.”
“I’m guessing you got an A?”
He shrugs in response.
“Yeah, me too. Amelia Collins? More like Amelia Calculus because I just love it so much.”
He smirks one more time before walking down a different corridor without so much as a good-bye. Weird. I get to chemistry and sit beside Charlotte, who’s talking to Chase sitting behind her.
“How was the calculus test? I have it fifth period,” asks Chase.
“Oh, just peachy. I’m thinking of majoring in calculus in university because I just love it so much.”
“Whoa, I didn’t order a basket of sarcasm with a side of sass. Did you, Charlie?”
Charlotte glares at him. “Damn it, Chase. How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Char or Charlotte or don’t call me anything all!”
“Whoa.” Chase’s eyes widen. “Maybe I did order the sarcasm and sass, with extra snarkiness on top.”
The three of us walk to the cafeteria together after class, and I run right into Annalisa.
“Hey!” she says to all of us. “This is perfect. You just made hunting you down so much easier.”
She grabs my wrist and drags me toward her table, but not before I grab Charlotte. If I’m going down, she’s going down with me. When we get to the table, Annalisa shoves me down in a seat and sits in front of me. Charlotte’s on my right and Chase settles in on hers. Julian’s already there.
