"Don't talk to me."
Teddy DuChamp stared quite intently ahead of him in algebra class trying to memorize the current formula on the board. Chris was trying to get his attention but had failed quite many times.
"Teddy, get over it already you're not going to pass this class. I dunno how you managed to sneak your way in to one of these college courses, but give it up man," Chris said for about the hundredth time that period.
Teddy, very much irritated, turned his head toward Chris and frowned. "Mr. Chambers, I'm quite disappointed in you! Shame on you, for telling me what I can not do." He feigned hurt and put his head down in defeat. Chris stared at him incredulously then went back to his work.
Across the room, Faye watched the two boys. She grinned to herself. She missed that kind of friendship; the careless, fun, anti-drama kind of friendship. She loved Grace dearly, they were best friends, but sometimes she missed the old days when boys had cooties and the size of your bra didn't matter. She glanced over at Grace who was laughing away with Gordie like usual. The two of them were a match made in heaven. And it made Faye happy for her friend.
Faye heard giggling and turned her head ever so slightly to the side. Anne Donahue. Every senior's object of affection. The girl was nothing special; Faye herself was far more beautiful. But Anne's effortless self confidence and petite little body made the boys go crazy. Her blonde hair, big, blue eyes. Faye didn't mind her, Anne was pretty nice. But it got annoying after awhile when guys followed her everywhere she went.
Faye knew that Chris and Anne had gone out for a long time. Chris loved Anne so much, and Anne only seemed to like him in return. The girl had dumped him on his sweet sixteen, how much more immature can you get?
"Miss Berry, can you come up to the board and finish this problem please?"
Faye looked up and grimaced. She absolutely hated math, possibly even more so than French class. She glared at her teacher, Mr. Greener and stood up, her long, black hair falling over her shoulders.
She hated being in front of people and as she picked up the piece of chalk her cheeks burned a bright pink everyone noticed. She was known for her blushing and her closest friends often called her "Blush" for her cheeks.
Faye answered the problem and sat down very quickly so the class could stop staring at her.
"Thank you, Miss Berry," Mr. Greener said and proceeded to teach the class.
Teddy leaned of to Chris. "Hey Chambers," he whispered. Chris looked up.
"Hm?"
"You know Faye Berry, right?"
Chris nodded. "Dude, we've known her like all of our lives. The chick's best friends with Gordie."
"Ya think she'd mind tutoring me? I suck at this shit and she just got that answer right."
Chris contemplated this and grinned. "I dunno Teddy. Why don't you ask her? She's nice enough."
Teddy nodded. After class he caught up with Faye in the hall.
"Hey Faye."
Faye turned around and cast her skeptical eyes over him.
"Hey Teddy. How's it going?" She hadn't talked to the kid since eighth grade but she didn't mind him.
"I saw you get that answer right today in class and I was wondering if you could tutor me sometimes? I'm not doing so good.."
Faye blushed her trademark blush and grinned. "Yeah sure. As long as I get paid. I saw this nice dress I want for the fall dance." She smiled.
Teddy rolled his eyes. "Whatever. How much you want?"
Faye scrunched her face up in thought. "Um...how about seventy cents for a lesson a week? Wednesday's are good for me!"
Teddy nodded. "Wednesday's it is."
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Teddy DuChamp stared quite intently ahead of him in algebra class trying to memorize the current formula on the board. Chris was trying to get his attention but had failed quite many times.
"Teddy, get over it already you're not going to pass this class. I dunno how you managed to sneak your way in to one of these college courses, but give it up man," Chris said for about the hundredth time that period.
Teddy, very much irritated, turned his head toward Chris and frowned. "Mr. Chambers, I'm quite disappointed in you! Shame on you, for telling me what I can not do." He feigned hurt and put his head down in defeat. Chris stared at him incredulously then went back to his work.
Across the room, Faye watched the two boys. She grinned to herself. She missed that kind of friendship; the careless, fun, anti-drama kind of friendship. She loved Grace dearly, they were best friends, but sometimes she missed the old days when boys had cooties and the size of your bra didn't matter. She glanced over at Grace who was laughing away with Gordie like usual. The two of them were a match made in heaven. And it made Faye happy for her friend.
Faye heard giggling and turned her head ever so slightly to the side. Anne Donahue. Every senior's object of affection. The girl was nothing special; Faye herself was far more beautiful. But Anne's effortless self confidence and petite little body made the boys go crazy. Her blonde hair, big, blue eyes. Faye didn't mind her, Anne was pretty nice. But it got annoying after awhile when guys followed her everywhere she went.
Faye knew that Chris and Anne had gone out for a long time. Chris loved Anne so much, and Anne only seemed to like him in return. The girl had dumped him on his sweet sixteen, how much more immature can you get?
"Miss Berry, can you come up to the board and finish this problem please?"
Faye looked up and grimaced. She absolutely hated math, possibly even more so than French class. She glared at her teacher, Mr. Greener and stood up, her long, black hair falling over her shoulders.
She hated being in front of people and as she picked up the piece of chalk her cheeks burned a bright pink everyone noticed. She was known for her blushing and her closest friends often called her "Blush" for her cheeks.
Faye answered the problem and sat down very quickly so the class could stop staring at her.
"Thank you, Miss Berry," Mr. Greener said and proceeded to teach the class.
Teddy leaned of to Chris. "Hey Chambers," he whispered. Chris looked up.
"Hm?"
"You know Faye Berry, right?"
Chris nodded. "Dude, we've known her like all of our lives. The chick's best friends with Gordie."
"Ya think she'd mind tutoring me? I suck at this shit and she just got that answer right."
Chris contemplated this and grinned. "I dunno Teddy. Why don't you ask her? She's nice enough."
Teddy nodded. After class he caught up with Faye in the hall.
"Hey Faye."
Faye turned around and cast her skeptical eyes over him.
"Hey Teddy. How's it going?" She hadn't talked to the kid since eighth grade but she didn't mind him.
"I saw you get that answer right today in class and I was wondering if you could tutor me sometimes? I'm not doing so good.."
Faye blushed her trademark blush and grinned. "Yeah sure. As long as I get paid. I saw this nice dress I want for the fall dance." She smiled.
Teddy rolled his eyes. "Whatever. How much you want?"
Faye scrunched her face up in thought. "Um...how about seventy cents for a lesson a week? Wednesday's are good for me!"
Teddy nodded. "Wednesday's it is."
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