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A/N: Thanks for reviewing…now lets keep at it:D This chapter is officially dedicated to Bones4life for the idea of the "Stalker". Lmfao. She will understand. :)

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Near the middle of the class, James poked Greg. "Greg. Psst, Greg."

"What do you want, Jimmy? Can't you see I'm trying to learn?" he hissed under his voice in a sarcastic tone.

"Let me see your schedule." Greg passed it over discreetly under his desk.

James opened it and looked at it. Second hour he had Spanish Four. That was odd, considering he'd just let a duck loose in that wing. What was even odder was that James had it, too. Same class, same teacher. Mrs. Fisher.

Third hour was the same thing; Composition Two with Mr. Hult, just like James.

Fourth hour…Child Development, the world's biggest blow off class with Mrs. Clarke.

Fifth and Sixth hour, of course, he already knew. James printed at the bottom of the schedule in his neat handwriting, "We have every class together."

Greg read it and said, "Damn it. And here I was, afraid I'd be all by myself." He rolled his eyes and continued filling out his work sheet diligently, proving that he could work hard if he wanted to.

Mrs. Stanton came by and said, "Hey, Greg, that looks great! Good job." She moved over to James and looked over his worksheet and said, "Oh, James. That's not right at all. I'm sorry. You see, you have to divide the triangles base by two to get it correctly. You see, like this. If you have any more trouble, maybe you should ask Greg."

"Yeah, Jimmy. Why don't you just ask me for help?" He said pompously. James shot him a glare.

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At the end of the hour, Mrs. Stanton said, "Since you all have been doing so well, I'll give you the last ten minutes to talk. Go ahead." Kids stood up, shuffling around desks and banging books on the floor.

"Oh, God." Greg muttered. "Here it comes."

"What are you talking about?" James asked. "What's 'it'?"

"It's name is Lily and it's the most annoying thing you'll ever encounter. She follows me around like a damn dog. I didn't know she was in this class." He rolled his eyes.

A short girl with chin length brown hair slid into the seat next to him. "HI, GREG!" She said eagerly. "How was your summer?! Who's your friend? Did you miss me??"

"Fine, Jimmy Wilson, and NO. Could you please get away from us?"

"GREG!" James scolded. "Not very nice." He hissed under his breath in Greg's direction. "I'm sorry. I apologize sincerely for his absolutely horrid manners. My name is James Wilson. I don't believe we've met. What's your name?" He asked, trying to be nice to compensate for Greg.

She smiled. "Oh, he's so silly! He's always like this. He's just kidding, we always kid around like this. Right, Greg? I'm Lily, by the way."

"I'm not kidding! Get the hell away from here!" He yelled at her. He received a disapproving glance from Mrs. Stanton, and he lowered his voice when saying, "I mean it. Leave. Now."

She laughed a very annoying laugh, snorting and practically hiccupping, which had James stifling a laugh.

"Silly, see? He's always like this. SO, GUESS WHAT!" She proceeded to tell them a very boring story of all the things she'd done at her job that summer. James could finally see what Greg was talking about.

The bell rang and Greg grabbed James by the arm and practically yanked him out of the classroom, while Lily yelled, "Bye, Greg! Bye James! I'll see you soon!"

"I sincerely thank the person who invented bells." Greg said. "She's the most annoying person ever. Seriously, she'll talk your effin' ear off if you give her the chance. And she ALWAYS thinks I'm kidding. And she always smiles. And she always laughs that annoying ass laugh. Sometimes I think if I threw her off a bridge she'd just laugh."

James laughed and said, "Come on, Spanish is this way."

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They walked in the classroom, and the first thing James noticed was that there were four (finally) familiar faces in the classroom. Allison, Robert and Eric were seated across the room, and Lisa, his Lisa, was sitting in the seat immediately to his right. He had been a bit preoccupied yesterday, what with starting a new school, to notice who else had been in all of his classes.

Well, that wasn't true. That was the second thing he noticed. The first thing he noticed was the dirty look Mrs. Fisher gave Greg when he walked in as she pulled duck feathers off a stack of textbooks. He shrugged slightly and plopped himself in the seat to James' left.

James smiled at Lisa and said, "Hey. How are you."

She blushed and said, "I'm fine, how are you?"

"Oh, I'm good. So what are you doing tonight?"

Greg rolled his eyes, but then he noticed Allison. He smiled at her, and waved slightly. She grinned and waved back.

They were all interrupted in their flirt fest when Mrs. Fisher said, "Hola, y bienvenidos a la Segundo dia del la clase de espanol. Ahora, nosotros…"

Greg sighed loudly and yelled, "You think any of us have any idea what the hell that means?"

James thought he'd never seen a teacher's face get quite that red… Oh, no wait. Mrs. Martane's had turned about the same color.

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