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The second Lizzie entered the classroom Paolo came toward her. "where were you" he whispered vehemently" Class is about to start do you have the stuff."

"Uh yea and what's gotten into you?" Lizzie asked surprised. Isabella made her way toward them. "Hey I he bothering you?" she asked Lizzie. Paolo stared at Isabella.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked his wide eyed ex girlfriend.

"Non of your bee's wax!" Isabella said flicking her hand at him.

Paolo laughed. "Isabella you are impossible! If you are talking about me I guess it is my...how did you say it? Oh yea Bee's wax."

"It isn't if I say so" Isabella said not looking at him.

"I don't know who you are showing of too but-"

"Guys!" Lizzie interrupted the exchange" Can we concentrate. The words barely came out of Lizzie's mouth as an elderly woman in thick glasses and her gray hair in a bun on the top of her head in a black long skirt and read blouse entered the classroom.

"You three sit down!" she called to them and the three teenagers scattered to their seats. "I am Mrs. Oldtimer and I will be your substitute."

"Oldtimer you got that right!" Some one snickered.

"I WILL be respected!" Mrs. Oldtimer almost screamed making everyone stare. "All right" the sub continued in the stunned silence that filled the room. "Your projects are due today."

"Are you going to be grading them?" Miranda asked.

"Did I call on you?" Mrs. Oldtimer asked sharply. Miranda withdrew quickly. "No I wont be grading them or maybe I will but that SHOULDN"T make a difference. Alright" Mrs. Oldtimer looked down at a sheet of paper on the desk" We shall have Mr. Valisari and Ms. McGuire go first.

Paolo and Lizzie stood up and set up as quickly as possible. They were half way through their report when disaster inevitably struck. Lizzie was walking over from one stand to the other when she tripped over a desk left and went flying into the stand.

Paolo made a frantic but in vain attempt to catch her. The whole class exploded with noise. "Quiet!" the sub yelled. While she was busy with everyone Paolo pulled Lizzie up to her feet. "Can't you concentrate for ten minutes?" he scolded her.

"It's not like I meant to do it!"

"Who cares now we can't do the report and we will get an F!"

"Why do you care you don't even go to this school!"

"Lizzie-"

"Ok you two stop it this minute!" Mrs. Oldtimer in. But the two ignored her.

"You know what I didn't ant to work with you in the first place!" Lizzie shouted.

"Oh you think I wanted to work with you? I don't want anything to do with you!"

"Oh really then why did you take me to that place last night?!"

"Because I felt sorry for you! I wanted to be nice!"

"Right! I'm so sure!" Lizzie shouted at him sarcastically.

"Ok both of you sit down now and you both got detention after school!" Mrs. Oldtimer ordered.

"Detention?" Lizzie squeaked "But I don't get detention!"

"Well now you got some didn't you?" Paolo asked snidely opening the door to the classroom.

"Where are you going?" Lizzie asked him.

"I don't go to this school in the first place remember?" Paolo said and walked out of the room slamming the door behind him.