Bex POV

Here we were again.

English class.

I hated English.

With a passion.

Now if they had some kind of class where we got to blow things up...

or maybe even poison someone...

Well then maybe I'd be interested!

but I do not believe that it is necessary for me to know whether or not a word is past participle...or a gerund...or maybe if its transitive or not...or if its understood..'cause trust me...

I DO NOT UNDERSTAND!

So when your teachers standing in front of the class and lecturing about how important it is to know sentence structure like our lives actually depended on it, i kind of wanted to punch him in the face.

But then, some body tapped me on the shoulder, and slid a note inside my sleeve.

I grabbed the slip of paper, then read as it unfolded:

hey bexy

Ugh. Newman.

So here was the deal.

This kid named Grant Newman sat behind me in English class.

Now, I has to admit this, Grant was a total hottie.

Seriously.

The guy had some abs, man.

And he really was gorgeous.

Some girls even called him a Greek god...(They practically worshiped him like one, too...but Anna Fetterman's another story...)

I mean, Grant was nice and all...but honestly...that guy was a complete moron!

And he had been crushing on me for like the past year!

hello newman. what in the bloody hell do you want?

This better be good, I thought as I tossed the note over my shoulder as the teacher looked away.

i just wanted to know if you could help me study for that history final tomorrow?

Jeeeez. This guy (Greek god) was way too persistent!

sorry i can't.

I tossed it back.

why not?

Um...well think...come on, Bex, think. Why not?

i promised my little brother i'd help him feed homeless cats in the poor streets of Africa.

I gave him the note back.

Really, Bex? what in the bloody hell were you thinking? Homeless cats in Africa! You don't even have a brother! Ugh he'll never believe that!

oh, how thoughtful. that's really nice of you. let me know how it goes.

Wow. He believed that. Hahahha. Okay then.

will do.

I handed it back.

ok thanks bexy

He gave it to me.

you're welcome grant

I gave it back.

see you later bexy.

He gave it to me.

leave me alone grant.

Then I handed it back.

sorry bexy.

GO AWAY GRANT!


(A/N: there ya go. chapter 3...so sorry it took so long to update..ive been kinda out of it lately...sorry)