Xonelel: For some reason, I'm a big fan of this pairing! This was something I wrote when I had a writer's block for all of my other stories. My first Olette X Hayner so go easy on me.

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"Hayner, would you just work on your own paper for once in your life?" Olette asked irritably over her shoulder at the annoying blonde. He was practically breathing down her neck, but then he would dart back to a regular sitting position to jot down some answers. After that he would go back to where he was before. It was a vicious cycle.

"No," He responded simply, grinning in that cocky way of his and continuing to write down her answers to the algebra problems.

Olette sighed and rolled her eyes at the ceiling, then continued working. It was the same old routine every day, stupid Hayner taking her answers and putting them on his stupid paper. Why was she cursed with brains?

I mean, sure, she knew along with just about everyone else in the school that Hayner had had a crush on her since the third grade, but that didn't mean that he had to copy all of her answers. What was worse, he sat behind her in every class except gym.

She wouldn't be surprised if he had blackmailed the teachers or something.

Although she didn't want to believe it, a part of her enjoyed his company. The part that she didn't speak about in public, of course.

Olette wasn't the type to exactly be happy when he kept staring at her pervertedly in her short PE shorts, however. No matter how much she yelled at him, that this was the uniform and everyone was wearing it, he'd just grin and keep staring. She could never decide on whether she hated that grin or not.

But back to the present time. Math class. Hayner was bugging her to death. Olette had to finish this assignment by the end of the class. Class was over in 20 minutes, and she was only halfway done, thanks to Mr. Nosy.

"What do I have to do to get you to stop that?" Olette resigned.

"Go with me on a date."

Olette nearly did a double take. She turned around slowly in her chair.

"What did you just say?"

"You. Me. Date." He said slowly.

"And if I say no?" She asked warily.

"I take your answers. For the rest of the year."

"What? Meanie!" She said, pouting. Hayner chuckled.

"Alright, so I wasn't actually gonna do that. I'm not that mean! But still, will you go?"

"No."

The look on Hayner's face was absolutely priceless. Olette took a mental picture.

"Whaaaaat?" He asked incredulously, that expression still plastered onto his face. She giggled.

"I was kidding silly. I'll give you a chance. It's a date. Saturday night work for you?"

"Yeah!" He nearly yelled. Then he lost it.

"WOOHOO!" Hayner pumped his face in the air and leaped up. He started doing a goofy victory dance on top of his desk, the victory dance.

"Hayner, stop disrupting my class. A week's worth of detention's should do the trick, I think." Said their teacher, Mr. Seymour (A/N from FFX) snidely. Hayner stopped, grinned at him, then sat down, and most of the class was wondering What the heck made him so happy? But they would know pretty soon. Rumors start. And they spread around everywhere, eventually.

Thought I doubt the couple in question could care less.

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