Cinn: We now move to the 8th grade. Well, as far as I know we do. In the fic I mean, I'm not in 8th grade. Anyways just read. And review.

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New year, new rules.

Schools still boring. Trinity's p.o.v.

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Tues,

First day of 8th grade. Hm, entire new timetable, whole new seta teachers, which means more alphabeticalism.

GR!

Our form tutor likes to be mean. She's keeping us in alphabetical. Even worse we have to sit through an hour of form tutor lesson for some stupid reason. Why? We didn't last year!

Stupid teachers.

Next lesson...

Same teacher, same amount of fun.

" Je bois du juis d'orange "

I threw some paper at him, and hit the back of his neck. He turned around as the class laughed at him. I caught his eye, I felt a tad mean, but whatever.

Bell, always good to end on a laugh.

Maths...

" 3x(6 - 3)? "

" Me or him? "

" You Zoë. "

" Fine. 9x. "

" Yes. Lindsey... 6x(7 + 8x)? "

" 54x. "

This maths teacher is EVIL! We're still in alphabetical. BORING!

P.E.

" We're doing handstands today class. "

Great, couldn't we do kung-fu or juditsu? Or some type of fighting?

" But seeing as though not all of you can do handstands, you're going in pairs so we don't have any accidents. In alphabetical pairs. "

NO!

When we'd been given our pairs. Boy to next girl in the register. So we went off to our mats, well I guess we use 'em in case we fall.

" You wanna go first? "

" You may need help, but I don't. "

I lifted myself into a handstand.

" ZOË! "

I lowered myself back down to my feet. Stupid teacher.

" Yes? "

" It's dangerous to do handstands on your own. "

Fine, whatever. It's not like he'd be able to catch me if I fell.

1/2 an hour later...

" ZOË! "

" Yes sir, I'll let him help me. " seeing as thought you've yelled at me 10 times in about 1/2 an hour.

I lifted my self into handstand yet again and he held me there. And I didn't care. To be honest, I enjoyed it.

After school...

" Hey Zoë! What was with you and geek today in P.E.? "

" What do ya mean Lindz? "

" You were helping each other like. "

" LINDZ! Are you implying I fancy the geek? "

" I might be! "

" Well I don't. I only helped him 'cause I got yelled at so many times. "

" Whatever, I've seen the way you look at him sometimes! "

" Like when!?! "

" Since you threw that paper at him in french! "

" Well I don't like him! "

" HA! As if! You look at him like you used to look at Dan in 6th grade! "

" Do not! "

" DO! "

" NOT! "

I stormed out. I cannot beleive my best friend thinks I fancy the geek. Yeah I like him more than I used to. But I don't like him much!

Just arrived home. And checked my email. He's emailed me asking about the fact people think there's something going on.

Wait a minute, rewind! He know's my email address!!?!! Who gave it him!?! This will involve some serious investigation! Anyways, if this what my life is reduced too? Having everyone convinced I fancy the class geek! EW!

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Cinn: Weird, well it's by me! I'm pretty weird. Thankx for all the reviews! I am not ungrateful about them. So please do review again. And stay with me people! Everything will become clear in the end. Or by chappie 11 at least. There's more than 11 chappies. I know that when you read that you all went `d'oh` didn't you? Anyways, I'll say au-revior, bye etc. See ya! Well not technically. Review too.