Chapter 6: Introducing Chemistry

Ali stood at her locker with her new timetable in hand. Chemistry was added to her timetable and she was pleased that it was. Ali scanned over the new messages on her phone and quickly replied to everyone that messaged her. When she felt someone tap her shoulder she rolled her eyes. This was becoming too much of a reoccurrence. She turned around to meet Betty and a tall man with perfectly brown quaffed hair.

"Hi Betty." Ali greeted the blonde girl.

"Hey Ali. I wanted to introduce you to Kevin. He's been dying to meet you." Betty smiled at her best friend. Kevin was now embarrassed that she had said that. Yes, he was extremely excited to meet Ali because she was British, had amazing fashion sense and could apparently speak French.

"Gosh, Betty, did you have to say it like that." Kevin looked at his best friend before looking back at Ali."I just wanted to know what all the hype was about with our resident new girl."

"Well, as you can see, nothing much." Ali said as she waved her hand.

"With that accent, you have everything going for you. You just need to speak and I swear that everyone will be eating out of the palm of your hand." Kevin told Ali. Ali laughed at what Kevin had said and Betty was surprised. She had known the girl for a few days and she never once smiled unless she was with her parents.

"Finally, someone says what I've been thinking." Ali agreed with Kevin. Ali's next sentenced was stopped by the sound of her cellphone. She excused herself and answered the call since it was her mother. Kevin and Betty stood in the corridor amazed by Ali's French. Kevin grabbed Betty's arm and allowed for his mouth to drop. If Kevin could fangirl at that moment he would. The sound of the beautiful language that is French filled his eardrums and gave him goose bumps.

"Do you hear her? How is she still single?" Kevin gasped.

"She's been here for like…a week? Why would she already be in a relationship?" Betty asked her best friend as she looked at him with a disbelieved look.

"I've been hearing all the guys saying that she's the hottest ticket right now and she is, but hearing her speak French…even I would want to bang her now." Kevin joked. Betty slapped his arm and Ali turned around after putting her phone away.

"Anyways, it was great talking to you two, but I should head to class now. I'll see you two around." Ali didn't hesitate to turn on her heels, so she could quickly finger out a text to her friends and head to her chemistry class.

Ali walked into her chemistry class and sat down at her spot. She was delighted that a certain football captain had yet to arrive. As she began to grab her materials out of her bag, her book fell out and ended up sliding a bit away from her. Ali was about to get up when she saw a hand reach for it.

"Do I make you so nervous that you're dropping things now?" Ali almost rolled her eyes at Reggie's comment. She quickly snatched her book form his hands while he sat down beside her.

"What are you going to drop next? Your panties?"

"I'd rather be a virgin for the rest of my life." Ali said as she looked forward and watched the teacher walk into the room.

"How about you drop me your number instead?" Reggie asked. Ali looked at Reggie through the corner of her eye before making gagging sounds.

"That was so cheesy that I want to throw-up." Reggie couldn't help, but smile.

"Okay fine, let's cut the cheese then." Ali looked over at Reggie with a raised eyebrow. She began to wonder if Americans really did have weird sayings that she didn't understand.

"Don't people use that when they're going to fart?" Ali questioned.

"Technically, but you just said cheesy…so I though that this would make sense…anyways, look, let's go out or something. I mean, you need friends, right? At least give me a chance to prove myself to you."

"No thank you." Ali rejected Reggie and turned her attention back to the teacher since class was about to start. Reggie was about to say something, but the teacher cut him off since he started class.

Throughout the rest of the period, Reggie examined the black haired girl beside him. He watched her bored expression as she would write notes on her page and doodle in the margins. When he looked at her badass exterior, he wouldn't have thought that she'd be doodling cupcakes and flowers in the margins of her pages. Reggie almost found it too endearing. The other girls in the class would watch Reggie as he watched his partner. They would make snide remarks about the new girl and how Reggie was only talking to her since he wanted to get laid. Their jealousy was showing as obvious as their cleavage.

After class, Ali packed her bag and was ready to move onto her next class. She walked out of the door and into the corridor, but was stopped when she heard someone say her name. Ali turned around and saw Reggie push his way to her, so he could stand in front of her.

"Look, I was being serious about taking you out, so here." Reggie handed Ali a slip of folded paper. "It's my number. I'm going to Pop's tonight to have a burger, so if you want to join then let me know. Don't worry, it'd only be me and you." Reggie winked at Ali before running to get to his next class. Ali didn't say anything. She just shoved the slip of paper into her back pocket and began to make her way to her next class.

After a long day at school, Ali walked into the house and threw her bag upstairs. She quickly changed out of her clothes and threw on a pair of leggings with a fluffy sweater. She lied down into her bed and pulled her covers over her. A nice nap would be perfect for Ali.

"Alita! Qu'est-ce que tu fais?" Ali groaned at the sound of her mothers voice. She pulled up her covers and covered her face.

"Maman, arrêtez." The sound of her mother's footsteps grew as she made her way to Ali's bed and ripped the covers off of her.

"Are you really going to take a nap? Don't you have something better to do?" Ali picked up her pillow and threw it on the back of her bed, so she could dig her face into her mattress.

"Non, maman." Ali's words were mumbled as they were being said into the memory foam underneath her.

"Se lever. You can unpack the boxes in your room." Ali groaned some more after hearing her mother's statement. Cecile grabbed Ali's pillow and stood up from her bed. Ali sat up in her bed and looked at her mother with a face filled with disbelief.

"Where are you going with my pillow?" Ali asked.

"You can have it back after you unpack these boxes." Cecile gestured towards the pile of boxes that were on the opposite side of Ali's room.

"Ugh! Maman! Tu ñ'es pas juste!"

"I will call your father and he will make you unpack those boxes." Cecile waited for her stroppy teenage daughter to have another rebuttal, but when she did not, Cecile smiled to herself and walked out of Ali's room. Ali lied back down on her mattress and pulled her blanket on top of her again. She could sleep without her pillow, right? Ali debated this thought until she realized that her mother would come back into her room and take her blanket away from her too, so she quickly got up and made her way to her boxes.

Ali began to unpack her previous life from these boxes. She began to hang up her posters and pictures all around her room. The collage that her friends made her went right beside her bed, so she could turn and see it whenever she wanted. Her box that had the Union Jack flag printed on it sat on her bookshelf after she placed all the books she had collected over the years. Ali enjoyed reading – that was a trait she had picked up from her father. She could easily lose herself in a book for hours and finish it in one sitting if she really wanted to. Polaroid's that were taken were placed on a string with clothing pins. She hung them up above her desk, so she could look at them while she worked. She placed a very special picture of her family on the edge of her desk, right beside her bed, so she could see it. The picture held a happy memory for Ali. Her two parents behind her as she had her large goofy grin. Her black curly hair was short and pinned back with some pink pins her mother had bought her. Theo stood with his hands on Ali's shoulders as he flashed the camera with a grin. Ali stood in between of two boys who looked scarily similar. Ali placed her arms around each of the boys necks and pulled their faces to her, so their cheeks were pushed up against hers. All three children held the same giant grin. The two boys also had curly black hair that sat as a mop on top of each head. Ali traced her fingers across the picture.

"Oh Mathias. Oh Clovis…tu me manques."

Qu'est-ce que tu fais = What are you doing?

Se lever = Get up

Tu ñ'es pas juste = You're not fair

Oooooo looks like Ali and Reggie have Chemistry together ;) Hehehehehehe AND I'M SORRY I DIDN'T POST YESTERDAY! The Wifi was out across the whole city...don't even ask