iWill or iAmNot, pt. 2

A/N: I know, long title, but hey; it's gonna be a long chapter.

I've decided the next day 3 things-

○ I will ask out Jonah Michael Fischer
○ I will try to stop wishing to be Carly
○ I will try to stay out of the way of my not-father

As I walked to Ridgeway, I saw Carly racing towards me at the speed of light. "Guess what guess what guess what??" she says, practically breathing in my face.

"What?" I ask.

"SPENCER IS GETTING MARRIED!!" she screams.

"Really? To who?" I ask, practically as excited as she is.

Carly looked a bit freaked out as she says cautiously, "Sam, have you checked the date?"

"No, why?" I said and I looked at my watch. April first. April first...oh duh! April Fools Day. "It's April Fools Day, isn't it?" I ask.

Carly laughs her pretty little head off as I turn redder.

MATH CLASS

OK, so here I am, sitting next to two guys, Fredward on my left and wonderful Jonah on my right. As Briggs drones on and on about algebra, I think about how much time it takes for Mrs. Briggs to actually start talking about algebra. First she starts a rant about how her husband leaves the toilet seat up, blah blah blah, then starts cursing her old car. FINALLY she gets on with algebra, but all I hear is blah blah blah to divide by the thingamabob and times it by the doohickey. Basically, I could care less about algebra. I have a very good technique of looking like I am actually listening. After every equation she writes on the spacious black board, I pretend to copy, and when she turns around, I smile and nod my head like I understand her.

Good, eh?

Oh well, so I escape her death looks as she scans the room for people who don't understand her; a.k.a; her next victim. She goes right over Breanne Haywood, who dresses to blend in with everything, and heads straight for Jakob Strausse, who pretends he's dying of laryngitis to escape her glare, but this time, it didn't work. "Jakob? Can you solve the problem about the anti-freeze (A/N: I know same from the book, but I could think of anything else!)," Mrs. Briggs asked.

Jakob stopped coughing and wheezing to look at her deftly. I knew there was something wrong with the problem, but why bother, no, wait, hand, don't go up. I try to negotiate with my left arm. 'Please, I will do anything' I think furiously. But no, my hand shoots straight for the ceiling, Mrs. Briggs noticed it, but turned back to Jakob. I couldn't help it as my hand waved in the air. Mrs. Briggs turned to me and sighed. "Yes Samantha, you may go to the bathroom," she says exasperated.

I was about to get up and leave, but my legs would not cooperate. Before I knew it, I heard myself say;"There's a mathematical mistake I would like to point out."

I heard Rip-off Rodney snicker. I ignored him and the few others that followed. Mrs. Brigs looked at me suspiciously. "Miss Puckett, are you trying to make a joke out of this?" she asks, narrowing her already narrow eyes at me.

I hear my mouth saying, "No ma'm. You see, the two equations do not equal each other, resulting in Jakob's confusion."

Mrs. Briggs struts to her book and everyone is still. She then says, "Yes Samantha, I see the mistake. She turns to the board and writes furiously, and I hear a buzzing in my ears. What was this? Then I realize. I turned red as my class applauded me. Mrs. Briggs returns to torment Jakob, but just when she said " Now Mr. Strausse, can you solve the problem?" the bell rang.

One more thing I am not-
○ I am not a coward (A/N: this wil ltie in when I write the next few chapters, so hang on readers!)

Then I decided one thing, and I have no idea where I got the idea; I will ask out Jonah Fischer.

A/N: Ok, so not incredibly long, but it's ok, right? tell ya what, I'll combine the two chapters, if you want, feed back on that please!!