Patricia

Eddie and his shit. I was following him around, holding his stuff when Jerome walked up. I could tell something was up by the way he was looking.

"Hey Jerry," Eddie said.

"Hi. I found out we have a test in Algebra today," Jerome said. Ugh dammit. Algebra test are like for all of our grade.

"Just cheat," Eddie said simply.

"That was the plan," Jerome said. I raised my eyebrows. "We're all in the same class lets steal the answer key,"

"How?" I asked.

"We have 17 minutes before class technically starts," Eddie said. It's our free period.

"Okay so what do we do?" I asked. Jerome grinned and in about 10 minutes we had a plan. Jerome went to the teachers longue while Eddie and I hung out by the classroom. Jerome passed by and slipped a key into my hand. I flashed it at Eddie and he nodded. I quietly snuck to the door, opening it up. I went to the desk and looked through the drawers.

Mr. Winkler doesn't even do much on computer so his answer key has to be on paper. I looked through a stack of test then I found the key.

"Yes," I murmered. I slid the key into my skirt. What? If people suspect me of cheating then they can't look at my skirt like a perv. I peeked out the door and slid the paper to Eddie. This is going too well.

Eddie

Patricia gave me the test so I walked towards my dads office. Yea my dad is headmaster or whatever. I took my key to his office and opened the door. Empty. I locked the door behind me and made 3 copies of the test. When the copies finished I ripped the original and headed to my next stop, the bathroom.

I slid into the handicap stall with the sink. I placed the original copy inside the sink and drowned it in water. All of the words were smeared. I smiled and put the soggy paper in the trash. My job here is done. I left the bathroom and went to the quad. Patricia and Jerome waited.

"Tada," I announced handing them their copies. Patricia slid her's into her skirt, Jerome into his bag.

"We should do this more often," Jerome said. I nodded.

"Get a few wrong though because everyone knows we aren't the smartest," Patricia said Jerome and I nodded.

"It will look suspicious," I said.

"And Mr. Winkler is one teacher who can't be bribed," Patricia said. From what I learned from hanging in this group he is one person who won't do as he says but it isn't to big a deal because only Jerome, Patricia and I have him and Amber isn't willing to lend her sex skills so we have to try.

"Let's get to class," Jerome said. We smiled slyly and all headed to class. Mr. Winkler looked shocked.

"Why are you all early?" Mr. Winkler demanded.

"Excited about learning," Patricia said happily. Mr. Winkler looked at her in distaste. He isn't one for Patricia's style. Her multicolored her, her fishnet tights, her boots, her sunglasses, her hats, her backpack, he basically just hates her.

"I hope you don't plan on pulling one of your childish pranks," He grumbled. Patricia mock gasped.

"That sounds nothing like me," Patricia said.

"Any moves and you'll get detention," He said. She let out a snide laugh.

"I'm shaking," She said. She's got big balls for a girl. Just able to tell people off and be cocky. She then walked past Mr. Winkler to her desk. Jerome followed. Mr, Winkler grabbed my wrist.

"Mr. Miller, I know your father is headmaster. I suggest you get better friends than that girl," Mr. Winkler said glaring at Patricia. She waved when she saw him glaring. She was laying across the desk with her ass in the air. I laugh quiety to myself.

"She keeps it fun," I said.

"She's a little slut is what she is," He said. Whoa what? Teachers can say that?

"What did she do to your?" I asked.

"Just sit down," He said. Weird ass teacher. I sat next to Patricia, well at the desk where she was laying on her stomach.

"What's with you and Mr. Winkler?" I asked her as I unpacked my stuff.

"He's my ex boyfriend," Patricia said dismissively.

"He's a teacher and older!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah well, I'm no saint, and I didn't go here when we hooked up," She said.

"I thought you've been here for years?" I asked.

"Well there was a time where I went to a Catholic school for girls," She said. I gave her a look. "I didn't say I behaved, I said I went,"

"Alright," I said.

"Anyway, when I was visiting here to see Joy I met him and we hooked up," She said. "I tend to like older guys, it's a fetish,"

"Discutsing," I said.

"Well you want me don't you?" She said.

"Shut up, servant," I said. She's my servant now. She rolled her eyes.

"Whatevee," She said. Mr. Winkler cleared his throat.

"Everyone get out a piece of paper, pencil and Ms. Williamson get off the desk," He said.

"Sure, Twinkler," Patricia said. Winkler glared as he came by our desk giving us the test. Patricia slid her cheat sheet out of her skirt and I pulled mine from my pants. Sounds gross I know, but hey I need a good grade.

Okay so 5(bda)9+d= 903. Fuck that shit this is why I need a cheat sheet. Like I'll use algebra everyday. My goal in life is to someday get famous by doing whatever I don't know what maybe being a drummer then not have math be important. I'll have people to do my math. I'll have people to do everything. One of those people will be Patricia she'll be like "Eddie your so perfect, marry me,"

Okay where the hell did that come from? I shook my head and went back to the test. I copied the answers down, then "showed" my work. Really I drew a lot of scribbles, added eraser marks for effect and circled the answers. I sat my test in the corner of my desk then looked to my partners in crime. Jerome was on his phone texting and Patricia had her head in the desk, and you could here Sick Puppies. I shrugged and pulled out my phone, put on my headphones and zoned out. Best idea ever.

I had an idea after watching Adande (aka Swoozie) on YouTube and apparently he used to cheat a lot and in high school it was something like this so boom this fit this story. I also wrote this to apolagize for not writing a and for not being mad. Ily guys. Also I was looking at views and it's over 9,000 you guys make me so happy, oh my god this is like the fastest time I've gotten 9,000 I usallcyhave more chapters.

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