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Problems

Did I hear what I just heard?! I couldn't believe my ears! Brrring. No time to think. I had to go to math before I got a tardy slip! It was only a door down.

"It's math time! So turn the page to 259 and we'll learn about order of operations! In a more complicated version! Mr. Cinomonbread said.

Almost everybody made fun of his name so he makes us say Mr. C. He thinks we're ungrateful teens.

"Shi!" Chibodee whispered.

"Did you just say the s word?!"Mr. C asked angrily.

"No I said shi!" answered Chibodee.

"Now you've done it!" yelled Mr. C.

"It's just a word!"

"It's a bad word!"

"No it's not! I just said shi!"

"That's it!"

"Now you're acting like the world is ending! Come on it's not even a word! I think?"

"Go to the principal's office!"

"Fine!! But I only said shi!"

I could hear Chibodee complaining on his way out the door. Mr. C fainted. Some of the teacher's pets ran up to help. I personally didn't like math. Something hit the back of my head. It was a balled up ball of paper. I opened it and it read: Meet me in the school parking lot after school.

Domon

Was this a trick or was this really from Domon? I would have to find out after school. Mr. C was beginning to get up.

"Now class let's get on with class without Mr. Crocket," Mr. C said. With the last part he sounded a little happy.

So we were going to have math after all. Yippee.

"I've decided not to have each of you go into partners and do theses worksheets. They are on order of operations and you should know how to do them. I don't want one partner doing all the work! We will try to have boy and girl teams. Any left over will be together," Mr. C assigned.

Domon walked over to me and asked, "Do you want to be my partner?"

"S-sure," I stuttered. Why did I stutter?

"I'll go get the worksheets!" he said while walking towards Mr. C.

I looked around the room to see who else was pared up: Cecil and Sai, Nastasha and Argo, Marie and George. Shirley and Bunny, Janet and Cath were pared up because there were no boys left. Allenby was talking to Mr. C. She got placed in a group of three with Shirley and Bunny. Domon came back carrying what seemed like 20 worksheets!

"Better get started," he said looking at the clock.

We had 45 minutes.

* 40 minutes later *

We are done! Finally! Domon got up to go give the worksheets to Mr. C. I looked towards Allenby's group. Shirley and Allenby were done. Bunny must have gotten one of the hard ones.

"So, what are we going to do for the next 5 minutes?" Domon asked.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?"

"Did you think the worksheets were tuff?"

He must have decided in his head. "Some of them."

"Yeah. Me too."

I'm usually a talker, but lately when I'm talking to Domon I'm not. Why is that?

"Rain?"

"Huh? Sorry I was just thinking."

"About what?"

"Well, I was." Brrring. Saved by the bell. Again. ^_^;

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Sorry. I know this is short. I think I'm having writers block. I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Please review!