Even though I didn't get any reviews, I still want to continue this story. So here I go!

[P.S. "Watashi ni xx Shinasai!/わたしにしなさい！" fan!]

I can't stay here and panic all day. I must finish this test first. I began writing on the test and nearly finishing it. It was clearly easy. I had no problems or anything, so I looked up. Shimotsuki-kun looked frustrated. If we could share answers I would share mine with his. Well, I don't know if this plan will work, but it's worth a shot. I got my eraser and wrote down some of the answers. Hopefully it could help him. I dropped my eraser next to his desk, hoping he would see it.

Just my luck.

It went past his desk. It went to the person in front of him. That guy picked it up and copied the answer, obviously. I feel so stupid. Instead of helping Shimotsuki-kun, I helped some other dude. I put my head down. Maybe if I rest, I can stop doing things I never want to do. But of course, I fell asleep.

I felt someone shaking me. As if they were trying to wake me up. It felt like a guy's hand. It must've been the teachers. I woke up and rubbed my eyes. I looked at the guy who was shaking me. It was Shimotsuki-kun.

"Wake up, Ando-san." He said.

"Huh?" I asked in confusion. I'm so stupid when I'm alseep.

"It's time to hand in our test." He told me.

"Oh, thanks!" I said getting up and handing in the test to the teacher.

"Welcome..." He replied.

On the way back to my seat, I see Shimotsuki-kun examining my pencil. I took my seat and was anxious. It was either he read it or not. He looked shocked for a moment and then turned around to me.

"Oh yea, I forgot to hand you your pencil back." He told me. Clearly, he read it.

"Oh no problem." I told him all nicely.

"Thanks." He said turning back around to face forward.

"You're welcome." I replied. I hoped our conversation would take longer. I had to suck it up and just ask him.

He turned around and looked at me.

"Hey Ando-san I need to ask you something."

"Hey Shimotsuki-kun, I need to ask you something."

We both stared at each other. Who's going to go first?

"You go first." He told me.

"Uh, no. It's okay, you can go first." I said shyly.

"Okay. Well, not to be rude or anything, but on your pencil I read something." He told me. Goodness, he read it. I wonder what he's going to ask. Is he going to ask me out? Hah, in my dreams.

"Was it the I heart someone thing?" I asked him.

"Yea. That." He replied.

Oh my.

"What about it?" I asked again nicely.

"Which S.A. are you talking about?" He asked me. I stared at him, blushing. "Ah, sorry. You don't have to tell me. It's just that I can help you." He told me.

"Oh, so that's it." I said in relief.

"Yea." He said.

"Oh, um, well you can help me make a plan at your house or my house or something." I said shyly.

He smiled a bit. "What? Shy to tell me?" He asked.

"No! It's just that, you know him and stuff." I stated.

"I do?" He asked in awe.

"Yea, you REALLY know him."

"Oh. Then does he know me?"

"Yup. He knows you too."

He looked confused.

"Okay, well. If you're still shy to tell me, we can make a plan at your house."

"Okay! After class we can walk home together."

"Sure."

The bell rang for dismissal. It was time to go home. We all picked up our bags and headed for our shoelockers.

So, how is it so far?