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Chapter 2

Rory sat down on the floor near her locker. It was only sixth lesson; she has two more lessons to go through before the end of school. And a chemistry test. She sat up.

Oh no, I didn't revise She ran to her chemistry class and sat down to revise. There were already people in the class, who were also frantically flipping through their notes as a last minute cramming session. Rory wasn't normally like this. In fact, she had never remembered the last time she didn't revise for an upcoming test. She saw Paris walk in, holding her chin up high.

Is she still pissed off about that PJ Harvey concert? Oh my god, that was so long ago, can't she just live and let live? There is something seriously wrong with her

Paris gave Rory a disdainful look and sat down near the front of the class. Gee, what a suck up

The bell rang, signalling that class was about to commence. At the last minute, she saw Tristan walk into the class, looking disheveled with puffy lips.

What a jerk! He probably went through another makeout session in front of a set of lockers. Thank god they aren't mine He sat down behind her, and as he passed her by, gave her a smile that for some queer reason looked genuine. The teacher came in soon after that.

"All right class, I'm going to hand out the test papers now. It will be 25 percent of your final mark," she paused whilst everyone in the class groaned. "You have one and a half hour to complete it. Answer all the questions and remember the rules – no cheating, no looking at answers, no dropping writing equipment on the floor, picking them up again and looking up a girl's skirt at the same time." The class sniggered. "You may begin now."

Rory filled in her name, class and date and started the dreaded paper, praying at the same time so that her memory won't let her down. As she neared the end of the test paper, she was quite glad that she had actually listened when the teacher was going on and on and on about all those types of bonding. The she stopped and looked at the last question in dismay. A physics question in the end of a chemistry test? Was the teacher nuts?

The teacher has to be nuts, we haven't even learned about inertia yet.

Rory put her hand up.

"Ms. Lambaga, are we supposed to do the last question?" asked Rory.

The teacher looked over and nodded. "Of course, didn't I say to answer all the questions?"

Rory persisted. "But it's physics, miss."

"Lorelai, stop disturbing the class," Ms Lambaga scolded and continued reading her book.

Rory was quite flabbergasted. How can I do the question if I don't know how to?

She slumped down on her chair and gave a sigh full of pent up stressed. (AN: is that possible? Heheh) She felt someone kick her chair and turned around indignantly.

It was him. Tristan. He motioned for her to look in her skirt pocket and went back to him own work. Rory turned around again and dug her hands into her skirt. She came up with a small piece of paper.

Giving a fearful glance to Ms Lambaga, she opened the piece of paper. What could this be?

It was the answer to the physics question. oh my god Rory's eyes went wide and she was baffled. Why would Tristan go to such great lengths just to ensure that I got the answers for this question?

She copied them down and this time gave a sigh of relief. She had completed the test and she still came out without a scratch.

The bell rang again, this time signifying the end of the lesson.

"All right, kids hand up your test papers."

The students packed up their bags and handed their test papers to the teacher. Rory glanced around, searching for Tristan. She saw him near the entrance of the class. She ran to catch up with him, and placed a hand on his shoulder. She had effectively stopped him. He turned around and stared at her.

She nervously smiled, and began, "Hi Tristan."

To be continued… review pls and tell me what y'all think.