BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ!

I leaned over and smacked the alarm's snooze button. Cat immediately snuggled close to me and sighed.

"It's time already isn't it?"

"Yeah." I said, sitting up.

She groaned and sat up too. "I'm kind of excited. I have a deadline and stuff to do daily."

"You're tired of doing just song stuff?"

"Yeah! I love it…but after a while it loses its fun." She said softly.

"I understand." I smiled, kissing her cheek.

She replied by giving me a kiss and saying "Good morning. Omelet?"

"Sounds awesome. I'll be down in 20 minutes." I smiled.

"Ok!" She bounced, getting up and heading downstairs.

This is going to be a odd week. CTC is trying something new this semester. Instead of starting on a Monday and running a full week, they're going to gently start on a Wednesday and have you take you normal ratio of classes of two, which is Wednesday and Friday, to one Thursday class. Then next week you're already acclimated to times and the spacing of classes and hit the ground running.

One thing that won't help things is my back. All the twisting around I did made it really sore and painful just to turn and grab the shampoo.

I take my time and get downstairs 10 minutes late, but we have plenty of time. Cat and I both wanted extra time in case traffic was bad or we forgot something. My plate was next to hers under the heat lamp and the OJ pitcher was sitting out, glasses next to it.

She second she saw me she looked at me weird. "You ok?"

"Stiff. Slept weird or something." I say casually, moving to grab the OJ since I know she always grabs the—

Omelets?

Where'd she go?

"Cat?" I called out.

"Just a minute!" She cried out.

She's upstairs.

I go ahead and set the stuff on the table and turn around just in time to see aspirin and water.

"Just thought it would help." She said simply, with a coy smile. I placed a kiss on her hair and sat down to eat.

"Is this going to be a regular thing?" I asked, midway thru my helping.

"That's what I was thinking. It's healthy, with the eggs and protein and stuff. Plus it's yummy."

I laughed and she snatched some of mine.

"Hey!" I cried out, stealing some of hers.

Which launched us into a fierce battle that ended up in us finishing the others omelet and fighting over the bacon.

"Hah! I win!" Cat smiled.

Only because I don't want to lift you up and dangle you by your leg.

We spent the next 10 minutes prepping for school and I threw my backpack in her SUV. At least we'll save gas money this way. Even with the SUV.

Before I was expecting her, she had straightened her hair and deftly made herself up.

"Ready?" She piped up.

"Let's go." I smiled.

Cat took control of the radio this morning and decided to listen to some local talk show, which mainly talked about boring celebs mowing their lawns or going out to dinner or other routine stuff.

"We're here already?" Cat asked, as I pulled into the drop off lane by the Architecture building.

"Yeah. Traffic was weird." I replied.

"More like nonexistent." She mumbled, causing me to smirk.

"So whatcha got today?" I asked, trying to find out when I could pick her up and head back home. Yeah, I haven't even gone inside and I want to go home.

"Umm…Geometry first. Then Décor and Design and finally Sikowitz with you!" She smiled at the end.

That's not the best part though.

I have Geometry first too.

"What about you?"

"I don't have anything until 11 where I have History to present, then Sikowitz." I bluffed. I want to surprise her.

"Then why are you here? You could be sleeping!" She chided me.

"Eh. I wanted to drive you here on the first day. It's kind of big after all." I reasoned, causing her to giggle.

"You're the best boy on the planet. And I love you." She smiled, kissing me swiftly.

"You too sunshine."

We both just sat there for a moment, and then she seemed to realize she better go.

"I don't wanna go."

"I don't either." I groaned.

"But I have to. Do you think you could text me occasionally?" She asked, coming for a hug.

"Of course." I whispered in her ear, hugging her back.

She then wordlessly grabbed her backpack and opened the door, closed it and waved to me before walking to the door.

It's like me saying that gave her the strength to go do this.

Hmm. Interesting.

I pulled out of the drive in area and drove for a minute or two more before finding a parking sopt and making my way into the building.

Room 347

3rd Floor.

I took the elevator up, only to be disturbed by my phone vibrating.

I hope she isn't calling me.

I quickly snatched it up.

1 new message:

These lecture places look really cool.

I walked out the elevator, thinking of a reply to her without giving myself away.

Then I walked all the way down to the hall to an auditorium marked 347.

I think it's too late to reply to her text.

The second I opened the door I saw her, sitting in the middle with her hair down while looking at something in her lap.

Her phone.

She wants me to reply. She's trying to will me to reply.

How about in person?

I slowly crept to her, and saw her staring at her phone in her lap, backpack under her seat.

It's fascinating how she's just staring at it. Not moving.

Just staring.

"This room does look cool." I say quietly, causing her to jump out of her skin.

"Robbie!"

Like I just came home.

I was only gone a max of 5 minutes.

"Hey." I smiled as she hugged me.

"Why are you here?"

"I can't miss syllabus day." I said, rolling my eyes.

Her face split into a gigantic smile. Then it fell.

"You lied to me."

"Only to make you happy later." I reasoned,

"But still."

"I just wanted to surprise you." I told her, claiming the place to her left.

She seemed to debate the situation in her head for a moment.

"Just to make me happy?"

"Yep." I smirked, grabbing my notebook that I know I'll only use once. That's why I grabbed the same one I did from last semester's math. After today I'll print out the notes and discard this notebook. Maybe forever. It might become a source for grocery lists.

I won't need it after today. This is my last "First" day of a math class. I won't need any more for my major, Theater Productions.

Cat could use it I guess. This is her first Math at CTC. I actually have no idea how she is at math. She could be a genius for all I know.

The room is mainly full, and some middle eastern guy is setting up the laptop for our prof to use. It's 9, so it should be—

"Hello everybody." The Middle Eastern man said.

OH NO.

He's our professor.

I barely understood him.

Cat quickly leaned over to me. "What did he say?"

No idea.

"Welcome to Elements of Mathematics, I am your professor, Zaid."

I know English's word order is messed up, but this is ridiculous.

I glanced at Cat who looked terrified.

"Hey." I said quietly. "Look at me."

She turned to me, hair in her hands.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't understand him. I think I'm going crazy." She said, sounding frantic. I grabbed her hands.

"Hey. I can barely understand him. Don't worry."

She looked at me, clearly looking for something to reassure her.

Then the class burst into voices and sighs.

"What did he say?" I quickly asked the girl behind me.

"The notes and take home quizzes are online."

Whew.

Cat looked thrilled.

Then I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"I don't mean to bug you, but would you happen to have a girlfriend?"

Didn't she just see me talk to Cat so close to me?

"Yeah…I do. Sorry." I said, frowning. She's pretty, but Cat's a million times better.

"It's ok." She said, looking crestfallen.

I turned back to Cat trying, successfully for the most part, to hold back her smirk.

You know what, screw it. The notes are online and I'm decent at math. I'll text Cat all period.

"Why so happy?"

Her screen flashed and she momentarily looked confused before reading it, smirking again and typing a reply.

"She's gorgeous. And you picked me."

"But you ARE my girlfriend. The one I've been chasing for years now. No cute girl in Geometry is going to change us."

As soon as she read it she 'Eeep'-ed. As in "Eeep!"

Causing half the row to stare at us. Oh well. Go on. Stare.

"You're trying to charm me into getting you lucky tonight aren't you?"

Uhh…

"No, I mean it. But if that ends up being the end result I'm not going to protest."

She might feint with how forward and honest I'm being but hey. It's whatever right?

"Oh Robbie…I'll see you tonight."

Good. Anymore sex talk in class and I might explode with embarrassment.

Unfortunately, the guy droned on FOREVER on this stuff, unaware that seemingly everyone zoned out and was either sleeping or messing with their phones.

Until the pop quiz came out.

Nobody freaked out, since it's merely a attendance check with a grade attached. There are ways of getting around it, but it's easiest just to come and do the stupid thing yourself.

Finally he dismissed us and I managed to survive the bulrush outside just so I could get a peck on the lips from Cat then dashed to History.

It's ok…I guess. The prof is a Native American Man. Which is perfectly fine, don't get me wrong. I don't care. My professor could be purple but if he makes it interesting I couldn't care less.

But…he kept on going into these tangents on how Native Americans have been mistreated, bringing up examples that are beyond our time period of Reconstruction and sending the class into a unnecessary waste of time. THEN she goes right back into the notes so seamlessly I just sat there for like 5 minutes before I realized we were back on track and frantically started taking notes again.

Luckily, Sikowitz's room is exactly where it was last semester so I'm in no rush—

Oh Crap.

I'm the last one in the room.

"And there's Mr. Shapiro. Come here good sir, and sit with your slacker friends." Sikowitz snapped, pointing to a chair in the front row next to Andre.

I barely glanced at the others and they all looked terrified as Sikowitz completely disregarded all of us, except for the occasional joke at our expense.

I think last semester went horribly wrong. We told him what happened with Cat. Apparently he went to see her once. Cat said it was nice to see him, she cried the whole time. But we haven't heard from our favorite coconut chugging Theater teacher in a few months.

But we didn't worry since we all got him as our professor. Why would we? It SEEMS fine.

We all paid rapt attention to him as he lectured on Russian Ventriloquism the whole time.

"Ok, you all may go." He finally said, and we all began to stand.

"But not you six." He said darkly.

Oh DAMN! He's REALLY mad!

It felt like a eternity as everyone else filed out and we sat back down. The order changed. Beck and Jade sat on one end together, bookended by Cat next to me with Andre and Tori in the middle.

Finally, the door closed and it was just us.

"So what did you think?" He asked, sounding chipper.

WHAT?

We all were silent for a moment.

"Huh?" Tori blurted out.

"What did you think? Of my lecture?" He smiled.

"It was great…"Cat mumbled, looking uncomfortable.

Jade then piped up "Kind of useless since nobody is a ventriloquist, but that's whatever."

"Eh." He shrugged. "It was a fluff piece. I was more watching you guys."

Again…silence.

"Huh?" Tori said again.

"What do you mean?" Beck asked, leaning forward.

"I'm thrilled you guys are back! Duh!" He smiled happily.

Wait…he's not mad?

"You're not mad?" Andre asked quickly.

"No! I'm ecstatic!"

"So you aren't mad for us abandoning you with strangers for a entire semester?"

"No! On the contrary, it actually made a lot of people competent now. So it might have helped some people." He stated.

"Were you acting?" I threw out.

"FINALLY!" Sikowitz yelled, causing everyone to jump and Cat to tumble over backwards.

I scrambled out of my chair to help her up as he said "We have a winner! Mr. Robbie Shapiro!"

Everyone let out nervous laughs as Sikowitz walked to Cat and hugged her.

"You ok sweetheart?" He asked. She nodded happily and hugged him again.

"Good. I've been worried."

"Worried? You could have called or something." Jade said, looking bemused.

Sikowitz suddenly looked awkward. "Yeah…I could have. But people lie on the phone and it's a lot harder to lie in person."

"We wouldn't have lied to you Sikowitz. You're a friend, not just a teacher." I stated, and most of the others nodded.

"Thanks Robbie. So how's everyone been?" He asked. Suddenly it was a hour later and we were recovering from laughing about one of Sikowitz's dates gone wrong. I would retell it, but it wouldn't be as funny and it's kind of X rated so…

"Oh crap! I have class in 30 minutes!" Jade exclaimed.

"Go go! We can talk later!" Sikowitz shooed her away, and she stood.

"Wait! Why don't you come to my house soon Sikowitz? My friend is making dinner. I think you'll like it."

"Dinner you say?" He replied, looking confused.

"Yeah, he owns a few restaurants and founded one." Cat piped up.

"Which one?"

"Chuy's on San Luanita." I say.

"No way! Chuy's is great! You know the owner?" He replied, looking stunned.

"Yep. He knew Robbie as a little bitty baby." Cat said, adding a twist to the word baby and poking me. I swatted he hand away softly, causing he to giggle.

"Thanks. I'm not intruding on something am I?" He asked.

"No!" Andre jumped in. "He's already invited us."

"Oh. That's great then. Do we have a day I can plan on?"

"Nope." I frowned.

"Oh. Ok. I have you numbers so you can call or text."

"Sounds good!" Tori called out, as everyone headed to the door.

I was the last one out, and the door had almost—

"ROBBIE!"

I poked my head back in. "Yeah, what's up?"

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you and Cat going out again?" He asked, looking hopeful.

"Yeah. We are. Could you tell?"

"YES!" He yelled, and punched the air. "Yeah, it was noticeable."

I laughed. "Later Sikowitz!"

"See ya Rob!"

I turned the corner and found Cat waiting for me.

"What did he want?"

"He wanted to know if we were back together."

She busted out her smile again.

"That must have been a fun answer."

"It was." I smiled back, adding a kiss to her hair.

AN: Hey Guys! Hope everyone is doing good. The reason why I'm writing this is…well…I have a idea. On a part 5. I'm not sure about it though. I want you guys opinion because this story, especially this part 4 is for all the people that have stuck with it for so long and I don't want to taint the rest with the last remaining part possibly. It's up to you. I usually don't ask for people to comment, but PLEASE do because this is FOR YOU. I can do it, but I won't if you guys don't want me to. I have other Ideas for stories for iCarly, Hunger Games and I am Number Four plus others I can't remember right now. I would write more but I've got to go to bed since I have to go be miserable in Dr. Kasschau's class tomorrow at 10-11. Blah. Later guys, and thanks for reading as always!