other days.
Almost a month after school had started Mr.
White, our Biology teacher, announced that we would be doing a
project with our lab partners. This project would count for fifteen
percent of our grade, so he encouraged us to work on it outside of
class. Since Blake never participated in class, Mr. White offered
me some extra help. Instead of agree, I frowned and turned to
Blake. “Why can’t you help me with the project?” I asked him.
“Because I don’t want to.”
“So? Life is full of doing things you don’t want
to do. I don’t think it’s fair that I have to do this on my own
just because you’re being a brat.”
His eyebrows shot up behind his sunglasses. “A
brat?”
“Yeah, that’s what you’re acting like.” I turned
to teacher, who was staring at us with wide eyes. “Don’t worry, Mr.
White. Blake and I will do the project together.”
“No we won’t,” Blake retorted.
I ignored him and smiled at the teacher. “I’ll
let you know if we have any questions.”
Mr. White looked between the two of us and then
shrugged and walked away. Blake was scowling beside me, but I
didn’t care. I’d known him for four weeks now and he never did
anything in class. It didn’t make any sense to me, and I was kind
of sick of doing everything alone whenever we had to work with our
lab partners. And Mr. White never said anything to him, so I had a
feeling the teachers might be getting paid extra to ignore Blake’s
attitude.
Blake refused to speak to me for the rest of the
class. I asked him for his phone number so we could set up a time
to meet, but he ignored me. I narrowed my eyes and decided it was
time for slightly more drastic measures. When the bell rang,
instead of getting up to leave like I usually did, I stayed in my
seat. I’d noticed the same girl coming in to get Blake after class
a few times, so I figured she would be my best bet for getting some
information.
A few minutes later, she came in. I think she
was about a year or two younger than me, but it was hard to tell
for sure. She was a few inches taller than me and she was thin and
willowy. Her dark, honey blonde hair hung just past her shoulders
and her pretty blue eyes were currently looking at me curiously. I
smiled at her from my seat. “Hi, I’m Hailey.”
Her eyes widened briefly and she flicked a
glance at Blake quickly. “I’m Sophie.”
“Blake and I are going to be doing a project
together and he’s being a stubborn ass about giving me his number
so we can set up a time to get together. Would you mind giving it
to me?”
“We’re not doing the project together,” Blake
snapped.
I ignored him and continued to look at Sophie.
“Like I said, he’s being a stubborn ass.”
Sophie looked between the two of us and then a
slow smile spread across her lips. “Sure, I’ll give it to you.”
Blake’s head whipped in her direction.
“Sophie!”
“What?”
“I don’t want to do the project with her!”
She rolled her eyes and held out a hand to me.
“Give me your phone and I’ll program the number into it. You can
text him if you want; he has an app that reads them out loud for
him.”
I grinned and handed her my phone, despite
Blake’s cursing beside me. “Thanks, I appreciate it.”
“Damn it Hailey, I said I’m not doing the stupid
project with you! Stop treating me like a child who has no say in
what happens,” Blake spat out.
“If you don’t want me to treat you like a child,
then stop acting like one,” I snapped back. “Jesus, you’re throwing
a bloody temper tantrum like a five year old would.”
Sophie chuckled and desperately tried to turn it
into a cough when Blake turned in her direction again. “She’s got a
point, cuz. You are acting like a bratty child.”
“You’re related to him?” I asked her. “I
suddenly have a lot of sympathy for you.”
“Hailey, I think you and I are going to be good
friends,” she told me and then handed me my phone back. “I put