CHAPTER 3

Adrian was sitting in Mr. Payne's 2nd period Math class; he was a wrinkly old man, looked to be about 62, and he always found a way to bore everyone even further than necessary by finding a way to relate everything to how his dad hated him because his 2 younger brothers became Prosecutors and he became a high school Math teacher.

"Well class...you see, the Pythagorean Theorem is used to find the length of the Hypotenuse...just like how I'm the shorter side, and Winston and Gaspen are the two longer sides here, see?" The class let out a groan in unison.

Mr. Payne started shaking his fist vehemently; "Now listen here! You don't know what it's like living in the shadows of two such great minds!" A kid raised his hand; "I heard your brothers sucked at prosecuting though!" The old man was flattered; "Aww, now, now, flattery gets you everywhere, Leo." Mr. Payne stood in the light, showing his age through the wrinkles on his skin; it looked as if he were made of leather. And Celeste slept with this man... Adrian stifled back a snicker.

Time drudged on through the class period; it was as interesting as watching a 100 hour long documentary about sand; and Adrian just sat back and watched the second hand on the clock hand tick. After a few minutes, the clock broke, much to her dismay.

Mr. Payne babbled on and was finally cut off by the bell; Adrian grabbed her books quickly and left the classroom at the speed of sound; it was her free period.

She made her way to the outdoor lunchroom to meet up with Celeste for a quick run-through of everything she needed to do and then was ready to meet up with Chris. She didn't have any intimate feelings for him; they were best friends, neither of whom were into the whole dating scene.

Celeste Inpax sit with Matt's letterman jacket draped around her shoulders at the corner table in the outdoor lunchroom; they sat there as there was a tall brick wall behind them that allowed the other Letterman and Cheerleaders to sit with out taking attention away from where Celeste preferred to sit at at the table.

She was the head cheerleader, yes, and she was very attractive; but she was very unpopular outside her clique. VERY. And Adrian didn't blame anyone who hated her; she just stuck around to try and get the Celeste she knew when she was 7 back.

She approached Celeste and Matt; "H-Hey, Celeste." Celeste turned her attention towards the meek blond girl; "Oh, hey Spotty. Just who I wanted to see. I have some Physics work I'm struggling with; that horse-faced girl I usually get the answers off of in that class just didn't want to help me." Celeste laughed, it sounded pretty to everyone else, but to Adrian it sounded more like a witch's cackle; "She's going to regret that. Just watch."

Adrian was stunned. "But Celeste...I thought I was the only one who did your homework for you!" She felt as if she were in a relationship and just found out she was being cheated on. Celeste sighed. "Please, people just want to help me. You can't say no to a pretty face like this." She batted her eyelashes with a promiscuous smirk.

Adrian was caught off guard when Matt spoke up; "Celeste! What the hell! I really wonder why I even-" Celeste put her index finger up to his mouth and shushed him; "Mattie...I strongly advise you not to finish that sentence." She thrust her physics paper towards Adrian. "Now, Spotty, I trust you can get me a good grade on this?" Adrian held her head down. "Yes, you can, Celeste." She trudged off towards the table were Chris sat with her head held down towards the ground, overhearing Celeste make a joke about her complexion as she walked off.

The table were Chris sat was full of...different people. Mindy always had headphones in at all times; she was always the first to be seated at the table. She had short hair that was dyed both pink and black and always wore all black; she never talked to anyone at all. Somehow, her and Caleb, Chris' twin, yet his polar opposite, were dating each other. Caleb was seated beside her. Heather was seated beside Adrian; she was the "Horse-Faced" girl Celeste referred to, but Adrian didn't know that. Adrian herself, and then Chris.

She took her seat beside Chris. "Hey, Chris!" She said with a smile. He was too into what he was reading to look up. "Shh, Adrian. I'm reading my parts for the play tryouts today. I'm trying to beat Matt and Juan for the lead role." She furrowed her brow; "Well, I hope you crush both of them. I hate those jerks!"

Chris looked up; "I'll agree, Juan is a jerk. But if you talk to Matt, he's really cool! You really should try to get to know him..." Adrian just let out a "Hmph. You're only saying that because he's the star of the football team and he gets any girl he wants." Chris shook his head. "No, no. That's not it at all, Adrian! I hate football players, you know that! But Matt's a genuinely nice guy!" Adrian could see this conversation was going nowhere fast; I'll just let him think that Matt Engarde is his friend until he sees what a jerk that man is!

She sat down and began doing Celeste's physics homework, working on it until the bell rang out for the end of her free period, and she got up and made her way with Chris; they let out a shudder together. P.E. Class...nrrgghh.

They tried talking about the usefulness of P.E., and they couldn't find one good reason they had to take that class.

Adrian felt lucky; the girls had Coach Workman as their P.E. coach, and she did not care one bit as to what the girls did. The boys, however, had Coach Fletcher, who would push them to their limits on the other half of the Gym.

She sat in a corner and watched Chris try to climb a rope; he was sort of scrawny and lacked in upper body strength. She just looked down at Celeste's work, feeling sorry for the poor boy. She heard the Gym Doors open (they made a very loud sound when they did this) and she saw a tall, handsome man in a Purple and Gold letterman's jacket reading Engarde in script lettering on the back walk up to Chris at the rope.

He began yelling at him! Poor Chris! No wonder he's getting up that rope so quick now! He's scared! That jerk! After Chris had made his ascent and descent from the rope, he and Matt exchanged high-fives, with Matt congratulating him. Huh? Adrian was confused; He was just screaming at him, and now he's Chris' best friend? Two-face. The bell rang once more, and Adrian started her way to 4th period, wondering as to if Matt Engarde was really a good guy like Chris said or a bad guy like she thought him to be.