Major thanks to ChoFrog, MysteryALASKA, and Runaway6! You know, this is the kind of fanfiction that doesn't really go anywhere, it's just for romance. So if you're looking for some kind of full-fledged saga adventure thing, look no further on this story: go pick sumthin else!

Chapter 7-

Violet's POV

After meeting up with Klaus, Sunny, and Isadora, we sat down for breakfast. Me and Duncan had gotten about fifteen minutes of sleep that last night. My eyes glazed over and I fell asleep for about two seconds, only to jump back up and realize I'd fallen asleep. No one at the table talked, but Isadora and Klaus kept smiling and shooting cute looks at each other. I wonder what they did last night. Should I be concerned? After all, I am the oldest Baudelaire. I stopped thinking suddenly because Duncan, who was sitting next to me, had drifted off to sleep and fell on my lap. I blushed and awoke him hurriedly, glancing over at Carmelita's table to see if she had caught this embarrasing moment. There she was, staring at me with a terrible grin on her face and poking her friends, whispering to them. Duncan was blushing, too, as he propped himself up and rubbed his eyes, saying "Sorry, sorry...so tired..."

Duncan's POV

I can't believe it! I fell asleep! On Violet!

Carmelita saw, too. She'll do something, I swear it. Never has she passed up a chance to humiliate me. Oh, no...

On the contrary, Violet smelled good.She smelled like...violets. No, seriously. For a girl who hasn't showered in a while, she smelled like flowers.

I ate my pancakes (using Violet's fork!) quietly. Then, we were going to first period. Out of nowhere-

"-Duncan! We have the test today" Violet screamed."I didn't study! You didn't study! We were too busy running laps! We'll fail" I realized her truth in this and added the worst part:

"We'll have to go to Nero's office" I gulped and stopped in the hallway, frantically searching through my green notebook. "What did Mr. Remora buy at the Great Garage sale" I asked, freaking out, while people around us laughed and pointed as they got inside the classroom.

"Um...a bicycle" Violet replied, almost yelling the answer.

"No! A porcelain model of Mt. Veniry"

"No..." We both moaned. And Mr. Remora's voice came from the inside of the classroom:

"Shut up and stop yelling, Quagmire! Get in here"

As soon as we stepped inside the classroom, all eyes were on us. Carmelita sniggered and formed a heart with her hands. I blushed and looked away.

"Oh, it was you and the Baudelaire Brat" Remora said. "The orphan couple." I guess someone had spread the whole "Violet's Breakdown" rumor already. I guess if you looked at the whole thing from far enough away, it did really look like we were embracing.(A/N: from chapter 2!)

Remora sighed and passed out the test. My heart was pumping very hard and very fast, and I thought I might faint again. Question one: What color was the turtle I raced with and what was hisname?

I put down green and Skippy. I couldn't think of any name more Remora-like. All the questions were just as difficult. Question 23: What was the name of the fellow I traveled to Bulgaria with? I put Mark. How was I supposed to remember the answers? How was I even supposed to remember I had a test today?

After class, I immediately stepped over to Violet's desk. Her miserable look, like mine, said it all. We had definatley failed.

Chatper 8 soon! Nero's Office- DUN DUN DUN!