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I watch as Misty sighs and crosses her legs. I guess the old saying is true. Things never really do change. She runs her fingers through her hair and sighs again.
"We're so late." She mutters and shakes her head. The guy pats her on the shoulder.
"It's ok hun." He says. I feel a surge of emotion flow through me. Could it be jealousy? Probably, although I won't freely admit it. Adam looks at me and smirks.
"What?" I snap.
"Aren't you going to work on your rhymes?" He asks.
"What? Oh, no man. I'll shoot freestyle if I have to."
"What are you doing then?"
"Man, what are you doing? All up in my business." I mutter. He shrugs.
"I was trying to keep you company, MAN." I know he's mocking me but I let it slide.
"Well, thank you. I'm just thinking."
"Oh. If it's anything you need help on you know where I am."
"Yeah, right next to me." I snap. Adam makes a face. "Uh, I mean thank you."
"Welcome." He mutters. I adjust my position on the stupid chair and stare at Misty.
**Flashback**
I run down the hallway. I'm late to English class. It may not seem like a big deal but this teacher goes nuts if you're late. As soon as I get to her door I smack into something. I look down and I see a model's body with black hair covering the face. She shakes her head. I see her eyes. Her beautiful eyes.
"Are you going to help me up?" She asks.
"Wha?" I ask. She extends her hand.
"You knocked me down. Help me up." She demands. Without thinking I help her up. "Thank you." She says and walks away. I regain consciousness as she walks away and I don't have to see those damn eyes.
Of course the teacher screams at me. When I sit with my friends it doesn't get any better. They all make fun of my little episode with Beautiful Eyes.
**End flashback**
"Did you hear that?" Adam asks and nudges me.
"No I zoned. What happened?" I ask and turn to face him.
"The snow has gotten heavier so now they don't know when we can take off." Adam informs me. I look over at Misty. She's sprawled out in a look of pure agitation and exhaustion. I don't blame her.
"Man." I whisper. Adam flashes his grin at me.
"At least we're stuck together." He says happily. Right.
I watch as Misty sighs and crosses her legs. I guess the old saying is true. Things never really do change. She runs her fingers through her hair and sighs again.
"We're so late." She mutters and shakes her head. The guy pats her on the shoulder.
"It's ok hun." He says. I feel a surge of emotion flow through me. Could it be jealousy? Probably, although I won't freely admit it. Adam looks at me and smirks.
"What?" I snap.
"Aren't you going to work on your rhymes?" He asks.
"What? Oh, no man. I'll shoot freestyle if I have to."
"What are you doing then?"
"Man, what are you doing? All up in my business." I mutter. He shrugs.
"I was trying to keep you company, MAN." I know he's mocking me but I let it slide.
"Well, thank you. I'm just thinking."
"Oh. If it's anything you need help on you know where I am."
"Yeah, right next to me." I snap. Adam makes a face. "Uh, I mean thank you."
"Welcome." He mutters. I adjust my position on the stupid chair and stare at Misty.
**Flashback**
I run down the hallway. I'm late to English class. It may not seem like a big deal but this teacher goes nuts if you're late. As soon as I get to her door I smack into something. I look down and I see a model's body with black hair covering the face. She shakes her head. I see her eyes. Her beautiful eyes.
"Are you going to help me up?" She asks.
"Wha?" I ask. She extends her hand.
"You knocked me down. Help me up." She demands. Without thinking I help her up. "Thank you." She says and walks away. I regain consciousness as she walks away and I don't have to see those damn eyes.
Of course the teacher screams at me. When I sit with my friends it doesn't get any better. They all make fun of my little episode with Beautiful Eyes.
**End flashback**
"Did you hear that?" Adam asks and nudges me.
"No I zoned. What happened?" I ask and turn to face him.
"The snow has gotten heavier so now they don't know when we can take off." Adam informs me. I look over at Misty. She's sprawled out in a look of pure agitation and exhaustion. I don't blame her.
"Man." I whisper. Adam flashes his grin at me.
"At least we're stuck together." He says happily. Right.
