Here is Chapter 46. Sorry for the long wait, again project. Ugh. Well anyway, this takes place a week after Troy and Mack had their little day.

Mack hummed "Oh, I Just Can't Wait to Be King" as she walked down the hall to her math class. Math was her least favorite subject and she had it with her least favorite teacher, Mr. Hedrik. The worst part was that none of her friends, except Calum, were in the class. She didn't have a clue what he was talking about most of the time either.

She took her seat in the front row and stopped humming. She and Calum were the only ones in the class that had assigned seats; Mack in the right corner, Calum in the left. He had done this back when they hated each other. Back when Mack would shoot spitballs at Calum, then the next day Calum would play a prank on her, followed by a prank by Mack.

He had gotten tired of spitballs at the front of the room, but the last straw had been when Calum, Teagan and Adam came in during lunch- he was unaware of this- and set up water over Mack's seat, so when she sat down she'd get drenched. Well, Katie Bernardi sat in the chair that day- she had a huge crush on Calum- and she got wet instead.

"Today we're starting Chapter 10."

Mack rolled her eyes. She sighed, she didn't get Chapter 9, forget about Chapter 10. She looked across the room at Calum, who was glaring at Mr. Hedrik. Calum grasped the concept of mathematics easily, but he and Mr. Hedrik didn't quite like each other.

After a few minutes, Mr. Hedrik passed out a worksheet. Mack looked at the first problem.

Solve: 5x2 – 10x 0 Show all work

She raised an eyebrow at the problem before looking around. All the kids were working hard, some of them already halfway down the page. She looked back at the paper.

Solve: 5x2 – 10x 0 Show all work

That was just it, she didn't know how to solve it. The words that Mr. Hedrik was saying could have been in Greek or French. The only thing she knew was that she didn't understand it.

She looked out the window. Tomorrow was Saturday, the day of her party, then they only had a week of school left. She moved her eyes to the front of the room to look at the clock. 1:59pm. Half an hour and she was free.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Calum push his paper to the corner of his desk. He leaned back in his chair and started to look out the window. Mack couldn't help think it made him look like a guardian angel from the movies.

She had never really believed in guardian angels. Not until this year, with Troy and Calum both landing in the hospital.

"Are you done Miss Bolton?"

Mack looked at Mr. Hedrik. He was sitting at his desk, grading papers. She nodded, pretending that she was done, even though they both knew she wasn't. He motioned for her to come to his desk and she walked slowly there. 2:02 the clock said.

"I will not have you sitting through my class because you have to. I want you to try."

"I do try," she said. 'Just not very hard,' she added mentally.

"I want to see it on the next test then. I will not have you wasting away like your brother did."

"My brother did not waste away," she said, almost growling.

He looked her in the eye. He couldn't have been much older than 30, maybe 35 at the oldest. "He sat in the chair you sit in, drawing pictures of basketballs or passing notes to Danforth or Cross. Baylor was lucky to have a different teacher, because he actually wanted to learn math, instead of just playing a silly game."

"Basketball is not a silly game," she said, getting angrier with every word.

"He could have gone far, and so could you if you put your mind to it. Sports are excellent examples of geometry." When she didn't say anything, he said, "you can either try in my class, or go to the principal."

Her eyes narrowed and she turned on her heel. The class, who had been listening to their conversation, looked down at their papers. She made a sound of disgust before stomping out the classroom, not caring that she was making a scene. She was free and it was only 2:05pm.

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"So Troy, what time is Mack's party?"

Troy erased his answer and turned to look at Zeke, Jason, Chad and Ryan. "One, I think?" He turned back around and tried to answer his final question before they were dismissed for the day and he only had two minutes left. "Jason what did you get for twenty-three?"

"Heat."

He looked at it, "how can it be?"

"Troy, trust him," Chad said. "He's the science freak."

"Heat, are you sure?"

"Troy, it's heat."

"If I get it wrong I'm blaming you."

Jason was about to open his mouth when the afternoon announcements started. "Would the following people please come to the office for messages: Jessica Sandborn, Mike Nolan. There is no boy's baseball practice today. Girls softball practice is in the gym. Seniors tennis meeting in the cafe. Have a great afternoon East High and Seniors have fun at the prom tonight."

"Freedom," Chad shouted running out of the science room as fast as possible. "Weekend here I come."

"Yeah, this weekend is going to be great," Zeke said.

"No nothing, except Mack's party which is always fun," Jason agreed as they ran out of the school. They sat on the stairs for a few minutes, talking about the parties that the Boltons had held in the past, not noticing that Troy wasn't with them.

"There's not going to be any pin the tail on Chad this year is there," Chad asked, rubbing his upper back. "Bailey didn't have very good aim last year."

"I think she did that purposely Chad."

"Why?"

"Because you pushed her into the bobbing for apples bucket at the Halloween party and girls hold grudges," Troy said, running up.

"What, are you getting slow on us?" Chad asked.

"I think he met someone in the hall," Ryan said wiggling his eyebrows.

"What? No...who would I meet?"

"Did you're dad catch you," Chad asked.

"Huh," Troy said.

"Your hair is a mess, which means that you met Gabriella in the hallway and, knowing you, you wouldn't have left unless Daddy Dearest caught ya in the hall."

"Chad you..." but he was interrupted by Chad.

"I'm right Troy, I know, you don't have to tell me."

"The world's going to end," Jason shouted.

"Chad was right for a change," Zeke said in mock amazement.

Chad sent the two a glare, but they just kept laughing. Even Troy managed a chuckle. "Fine, make fun of me, but don't come crying to me when I'm rich and you all are living on the streets!"

"Well, somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," Ryan said shaking his head.

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Cam strode down the halls of West High in a terrible mood. Only to make it worse, people were staring at him, giving him dirty looks and glares. Some of the seniors had tripped him, but he had managed to keep his cool. He saw the group of juniors from the basketball team and walked over to where they were sitting. "Hey guys, what's up?"

"The sky," one of them sneered.

"Great, you guys too. You hate me now?"

They all glared at him. "And you call yourself captain,"another one sneered.

"You were hanging around with sissy Bolton, the Three Stooges, and Drama King."

"So what if I was with them. Ryan isn't that bad anymore, once he got friends of his own and got away from Sharpay. Troy isn't that sissy, I learned that the hard way. Oh, and Zeke, Jason and Chad aren't dumb enough to be called the Three Stooges." His expression got colder. "Oh, and I'm not captain anymore. Apparently, the team doesn't think I'm a good role model."

"You aren't."

"Fine, okay I get. Being with people from East High is a sin..."

"Hey Boucher!"

Cam turned around and his face dropped. It was the football team. The football team that he had made fun of earlier in the year. The football team where every player was at least three times his size.

"How are you doing?"

"Great, but we'll be even better once we do this." Captain grabbed Cam by the shirt and punched him right in the face. The rest of the team joined in, and every one watching was cheering on the football team. 'This must be my lucky day,' Cam thought.

Once they were done, everyone left Cam bloody and bruised. The teachers walked right past him and girls he had once dated, used, cheated on, or made fun of to make him more popular laughed and giggled meanly. Cam just sat on the ground, knowing that it wasn't as bad as when he and Troy fought, but he still hurt.

He stood up once everyone was long gone and walked very slowly home, wincing in pain with every step.

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