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"Poison, I see, hath be-been his timeless end. O chu-chur-"

"'Churl!'" Will corrected him.

"I got it," I snapped, turning my gaze at the book for a few seconds, "O churl! Drunk all, and left no f-friendly drop."

"It's not that hard," Will put in plainly, book closed and in hand.

"Well I'm sorry that I'm not good at this."

"What's here? A cup, closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end. O churl! Drunk all, and left no friendly drop to help me after?" Will walked passed me, bumping my arm. I rolled my eyes and followed his movement, him still speaking. "I will kiss thy lips; haply some poison yet doth hang on them, to make me die with restorative. Thy lips are warm!"

I rolled my eyes again, arms crossed a crossed my chest, book in hand and open.

"It's not that hard!" Will yelled, gesturing with his book.

"Well, I'm sorry I don't have the entire book memorized like you do," I shot back.

"I don't have the entire book memorized, you just suck at your part that even I have memorized it on top of my own." Will rolled his eyes, hand running through his blonde locks. He walked passed me again, his shoulder making contact with my own.

I stood there, book open. I really don't want to do this.

"You have a week," Will added before he walked out of hearing distance.

…..

When I sat with Piper and Hazel at lunch, I slouched over the table, head resting on my arms. I sighed deeply, closing my eyes, hoping that all of this would be a dream and I would wake up and still be in class at our old school. But when I do, I'm still sitting beside my friends in the now familiar lunch room.

It wasn't long before Leo made his way to join us, messing around with a Rubik's cube. Here I was, sitting at the table with my best friends, sister, and just about any other loser that couldn't find their way around. It was quite pathetic.

"Annabeth said she might be late," Piper piped up, trying to bring on a more cheery atmosphere over the table.

I grunt something in reply, hoping that it's enough.

Hazel shifted uncomfortably at the table, unsure of what to say or do.

"So," Hazel fiddled her thumbs, "how's drama going?"

I slam my head on the table, grunting noises of pain. Of course we are going to talk about that class, being it the only one I don't have the others in.

"I wouldn't bring it up," Leo chimed in, "he really doesn't get along with his partner." Leo covered his mouth only slightly, leaving it open to the people besides me. "Because he's really bad at acting and can't get his lines down. His partner hates him," Leo aggressively whispered.

I groan again, signalling I can still hear him. Hazel gives me a look of pity, placing her hand on my arm, rubbing it.

This is going to be a long year, I can tell.

….

"Nico," Will said.

"What?" I turn and face him, book in hand.

Class had just ended and here I stood, still talking to Will whom just gave me more hell for not being as wonderful as him.

"You suck at this. You need more practice," he spoke deadpan.

"Thanks Sherlock, how would I have ever known without you?"

"So," his voice dragged on with annoyance, "come over to my house on the weekend, we perform on Wednesday."

"What?" I asked, unsure of what he just proposed. Did he really just ask me to come over to his house to go over this stupid scene?

"Are you deaf as well as stupid?"

"Why would I go over to your house? I don't need to be exposed to your all American family."

He looked at me and rolled his eyes, probably wondering the same thing I am, something along the lines of, "why do the gods hate me?!". That's a pretty common thing that goes through my head.

"We can go over to your house if you want."

"And let you into the place where my sister lives? You think I'm stupid? No, no, if anything, it will only be your house. I don't want you judging my life style."

"Fine," he sighed, rubbing his hand along his face. "Give me your phone."

I reach for my pocket as I roll my eyes, only to be surprised to not find it in the usual pocket. Just as I frantically go through my other pockets, the bell rings.

"Shit," I curse under my breath, but Will seemed to pick up on it.

"What?"

"My phone isn't in my pocket."

"Then give me your arm."

I want to question what he was thinking, but before I can, he rolls up my sleeve and pulls out a sharpie – where he was keeping that, I do not know. Before I realise what he is doing, he has half of his number down, and I'm left standing there like an idiot as he finishes writing down his number on my arm like I'm some fucking teenage girl; I stood there dumbfounded.

"When you find it, text me."

I watched as he walked out of the theatre, catching up to his and placing the sharpie into his back pocket, acting as if nothing had ever happened. It wasn't until Leo started to talk to me did I realise I was staring at the door that had long been closed.

"Dude, did he give you his number? And on your arm?" Leo asked, but I couldn't respond, I didn't know how. "Seriously, this is the opposite of what is supposed to happen."

"Shut up," I managed to spit out, voice cracking slightly. I could feel my ears starting to burn up.

So, apparently I had left my phone at the lunch table and Hazel had picked it up for me, forgetting to give it back to me in gym, so she managed to hand it over to me on our way home. I kept my jacket on the moment I got it, not wanting to have Will's number seen by the girls. They would ask who it was, and when they would find out it is Will's – which they would – I wouldn't hear the end of it.

So when I got home, I rushed past Hazel and went straight to my room, making sure to close the door behind me.

After slinging my jacket to the other side of the room, I hesitantly roll up my sleeve and peer at the number written in permanent marker. My hand hovered over my phone, debating whether or not I should actually text him. I could be an ass and not text him, but what would happen if I do text him? He's an ass, but I am the one with the acting problem, it's not that I'm bad; I just don't want to do it. He would kill me if I fuck this up for him, he is counting on me.

Before I know it, his number is punched into my phone and the text in place, ready to send. I close my eyes, not really wanting to do this.

My mind went blank, and when I opened them, I stared at my phone:

XXX-XXX-XXXX

Found my phone

4:04

Sent

I actually sent him a text. Oh great, now I have to acknowledge this now. I can't ditch now.

It wasn't even a five minutes before I felt my phone go off.

XXX-XXX-XXXX

About time

4:07

Received

Now that I have his number and he has mine, I thought it best to add him to my contacts so I don't accidentally send him a text meant for someone else.

I fiddle around with it for a few moments, finally adding him into the contact list.

Fuckboy

Where was it?

4:09

Received

I debate whether or not getting into this conversation, but I thought it wouldn't hurt. It's not like I have to reply right back or at all, so if things get weird, I can always just ignore him.

Fuckboy

Hazel had it

4:10

Sent

Fuckboy

Tell her I say hi

4:10

Received

Fuckboy

No

4:10

Sent

Fuckboy

:(

4:11

Received

Fuckboy

Fuck off

4:11

Sent

Fuckboy

That's no fun

4:12

Received

Fuckboy

Dont you have better things to do with your time? You know what? Dont answer that, I don't care. Are you going to tell me when I have to go over to your house?

4:13

Sent

Fuckboy

Oh yeah! Tomorrow at roughly 4. I'll send you the address. Better bring your damn book or I will kill you.

4:14

Received

Fuckboy

Like I care

4:14

Sent

Fuckboy

What ever

4:15

Sent

Will had sent me his address. I closed my phone and my eyes, hoping for tomorrow to never come.

….

Look, its something!

So I'm writing this, wondering what I'm doing with my life because I just wrote out chapter 3 of My Immortal for English class because me and my two friends are using it for a project. I get to play Ebony (Enoby) Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way and I'm all over the place with it. I have to rewrite the first three chapters in Shakespearian English and present it to the class.

I'll be losing my wifi tomorrow so things will be very slow regarding updates. That's my excuse, so take it.

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