Chapter 8

Isabella's pov;

"Have you studied for the test?" Tracy inquired of Jose as I sorted through my class notes.

Jose responded, "Almost. How about you?"

"What quiz?" I inquired of Tracy.

Tracy said, "On Wednesday, Mr Davis will take a quiz. Didn't you hear anything about it?"

"Wednesday? That will be tomorrow! When was the last time he told you that?"

"Like yesterday. After you left the class."

"And, why am I hearing it now? You should have told me yesterday, right?"

"I didn't see you for the entire day. You were so busy working backstage."

"We met before I left college."

"I forgot that time. Because Jose was beside me with winning the competition. How could you expect me to remember the quiz while I was happy for Jose?"

Jose stood up from his place and placed a peck on Tracy's cheek and said, "My baby."

"Shut up," she responded, but didn't pull away.

They both grinned at each other for another couple of seconds.

"Hey lovebirds, if you don't mind can you tell me the topic for the quiz?"