Paul POV

When you don't understand something in school, they always suggest to get help. Well, when the person you are getting help from is a stupid whore it doesn't really do much. Ella May wasn't at school yesterday. I thought I would be getting help from her but apparently not. I mean I could tell she was freaked out, but I didn't think it was that bad. Whatever, if she didn't want to help me that was fine. The problem was that the girl who Mr. Mickilic asked to fill in was Ashley Lewis. We had gotten together a couple times, but the girl was crazy. The day after the last time we were together, she told everyone at school we were a thing. Wrong! So rather than helping me at all, she flirted with me non-stop.

I decided that if Mickilic asked her again I would just tell him I was good. I would rather figure it out on my own than deal with the crazy bitch. I left Jared in the hallway by Kim's locker. I didn't want to see all that. I made my way down the hall and around the corner. I knew I would b early, but that was better than he alternative. I walked into class to see Mickilic talking to some girl. As I looked closer and actually listened to the people. Ella was standing in front of Mickilic, while he sat there looking at something on his desk.

"Ella this is perfect. I'm glad that you understand all of this so well. I was concerned with you missing class so much in the upcoming week that you would fall behind, but I can see you will be just fine," he said with a bit of a smile. He looked up to see me standing there, listening. "Well now that Mr. Lahote is here you two can head over to the room next door."

I grabbed all my stuff off the desk I had set it down on and looked to see if she was coming. She was grabbing everything that she had and as she turned, I saw something blue on here arm. She was wearing a tight black long sleeved t-shirt and jeans with some tennis shoes. The blue was on her hand and the sleeve of her shirt looked bulky. As she was walking toward me I realized her wrist was in a cast.

I cant explain why I did what I did next, but I grabbed her books right out of her hands, turned, and walked out of the room and into the one next-door. I heard her follow behind me as I walked over to the desks. I set her stuff down on a desk and sat in the one next to it. I pulled my chair right up next to the one with her books on it. She slowly walked over to her stuff and sat down.

"So, why weren't you here yesterday?" I didn't mean to, but I let a bit of accusation into my tone. Ella seemed to flinch back a bit when I said it. I looked at her curiously. She seemed to do that a lot.

"I-I-I was sick... And I had to go to the doctors," she replied so quietly that if I was a normal human there was no way I would have heard her. She started to cough fairly badly.

She soon stopped and started to gather her books so we could start. "What happened to your wrist?" I asked as nicely as I could

"I fell," was the response she gave. "Do you have all of your papers? How far did you get yesterday?" she asked.

"Ya I have all the papers. Here you go. We didn't really get anything done yesterday. Ashley doesn't really know what she's doing."

Ella started looking through the papers and then started separating them into different piles. She put a stack in front of me and we didn't talk, think, or breath anything but math for the next half hour.

"We should stop here. That way we are not right in the middle of something and have to stop," Ella suggested, wringing her hands the whole time she talked.

"Okay sounds good to me. I think that if I do any more math my head will explode all over this entire classroom." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something I don't think I have ever seen before. Ella May smiled this tiny little smile while she was sitting there listening to me complain. She not only smiled, but she let out little giggle on top of it. She quickly hid her face behind her hair so I couldn't see what she was doing now.

Just then the door to the classroom opened up.

"Hey Paulie," I heard the voice of annoying little Ashley say.

"Ashley," I replied shortly. I actually wasn't hating my life while I spent time with Ella, and the little bitch has to come in and interrupt.

"Why don't you leave the freak show and come hang out with me? I'm sure it would be a lot more fun," she said in what she must have thought of as a seductive voice. The whole time she was talking I was just watching Ella May. And then, for the first time since I had hung out with her, Ella May look up and right into my eyes.

And that was when my whole world stopped and started spinning the other way.