Hello, lovely readers, I am back again. I will try to get into a routine of posting weekly due to my schedule but no promises. But anyway here is the second chapter of Valhalla High. Enjoy!

Lauren POV

English goes by without a hitch, just as expected because Mr. Lee sucks the life out of people by stopping the movie 50 million times. I feel like I'm just going through the motions of going to school and storing everything that the teachers say but honestly I don't really feel like being here today, maybe teaching some chemistry will cheer me up since it's relatively fun when Dr. Jackson isn't showering people with spit or speaking to you because he has horrible bad breath.

I walk to class and try to rush and avoid everyone that I see because I know that Dyson and his lackeys, Sean and Hale, are going to going to stop me and ask me if I can do their research paper for them since they are too lazy to open their laptops and actually research something for themselves. Surprisingly, nobody stops me. I walk into the room 5 minutes early and start to prepare myself since today I will be showing how do oxidation numbers of elements that have two or more oxidation numbers. I'm writing Copper (I) Sulfate on the board when students start to fill the room. I continue writing other examples on the board until I hear the bell ring signaling that class has begun.

I look around and count that there are 15 people in this class when I spot Bo sitting in the back digging through her backpack searching for something to write with. I start to feel nervous because she is here. Get it together, woman. I think to myself. I don't know why she makes me feel so nervous, hell, I don't even know the girl and I'm squirming under pressure to impress Bo with my intelligence.

I begin class by facing the board and explaining what oxidation number are and how to balance a compound by having the oxidation number add up to 0. I turn around and give the rest of my lecture while still writing problem on the board. After I'm done I assign some problems that will help the students better understand what I was talking about today. Slowly the students start to turn in their papers, all except Bo. I see that she is intently working on her first problem. I look back on the board at the problems that I left up there. They aren't difficult but the do make your brain work. I walk over to her to see how far she has gotten but I don't see any work. "Bo, do you need help?" I ask cautiously since I don't know how she will react to me trying to help her.

"Yeah, I suck at chemistry. It just doesn't make any sense to me. I mean where do you pull all of these numbers from," she replied frustrated.

"Here, let me help," I pull a periodic table from Dr. Jackson's desk and I bring it over to her. "Look here at this little box that says oxidation numbers for Copper. See how there is a -2, -1, 0, 1, and 2. One of them are going to be the number that makes the compound balanced. Are you still with me or are you lost?" I ask to make sure she understanding what I'm say.

"Uh… I think it's starting to make sense now but I'm still confused," she says honestly.

I help her work through the problems that I gave her and within 5 minutes she's finished all of the problems that I assigned. For some reason, I feel nervous about asking her to come to the tutoring session that I'm giving this evening just so we can work through some more oxidation number problems. My thoughts are interrupted when I catch the last word of what Bo is asking me. "I'm sorry, Bo, what did you say?"

She laughs a little. "I was asking if your last name happened to be Lewis?"

That's a little creepy. "Yeah it is. Why do you ask?"

I swear I see a blush creep up in her cheeks "Oh, I guess you're my tutor tomorrow evening then."

Holy shit balls! I think to myself. I hear Bo laugh and I give her a questioning look. She whispers in my ear, "It's funny when you swear."

I turn as red as a tomato, that wasn't meant for Bo to hear. I keep apologizing even though Bo says that its okay and that it was funny rather than rude.

I hear the bell ring, saved by the bell, I think and I rush out of the room and head to my Calculus class (which I happen to be one of the two people in that class) to escape what an embarrassing moment I just had in front of Bo. I groan and hit my head on my desk. My teacher, Mrs. Tori Hewitt, looks up from her podium and says "Lauren, your brain in one of the best that I've seen in years. You don't need to be hurting your money machine. Can I ask why you are so red?"

Hewitt is the only teacher that I actually trust and she is like a second mother to me. She practically knows everything about me, even the fact that I'm gay. "I completely embarrassed myself in front of the new girl today, who also happens to be the girl that I'm tutoring for chemistry later," I say muffled since my head is on the desk and my arms are over my head.

"Oh Lauren," she laughs at me. "This girl must be very beautiful and funny if she can make my protégé turn the color of a newly waxed fire-truck."

" You have no idea…" I sigh out.

"Well I'll cut you a deal. Let's do a unit circle warm up and we'll talk more about this girl later if your classmate doesn't show up. How does that sound?"

"Deal."

I do the unit circle warm up that Hewitt puts on the board quickly and give my other classmate 10 minutes to show up before I go to the door and close it so Hewitt and I can have our little discussion session about Bo.

I tell Hewitt EVERYTHING that has happened to me this morning. And she sits there patiently waiting for me to finish only interrupting me to laugh about something that was funny. I have to admit, I am really going to miss her when I graduate this year.

Hope you enjoyed it. I'm thinking of possibly writing a chapter in Bo's POV. Review and let me know what you guys think.