Today marked the day of our physics pair project, a moment I approached with a mix of anxiety and anticipation. The uncertainty of who I'd end up partnered with loomed over me. It could be a blessing or a burden—sometimes you find yourself assigned to someone completely disinterested in the subject, or worse, partnered with someone who struggles to grasp the material. Those scenarios can make collaboration quite challenging.As the clock ticked closer to the start of class, Mr. Cartwright burst through the classroom door with an energy that immediately captured everyone's attention. He began organizing groups with remarkable efficiency, his voice cutting through the murmur of excited chatter. I could sense the collective anticipation radiating from my classmates, a current of nervous energy threading through the air.When he finally approached our table, I felt a surge of happiness when he paired me with Elian and Kaelin, Ronald and, lastly, a tall, strikingly handsome blonde guy name
I’m on the phone with Elian right now, and we’re in the middle of yet another argument about something we've gone round and round over. He doesn’t seem to take anything seriously. He’s now living with the very person I specifically told him to avoid.Kaelin may be my late husband's best friend's son, but I have never approved of him as Elian's friend. It's painfully obvious that he’s a bad influence, and I won't stand idly by while he impacts my son’s life in a negative way.Now he’s moved in with him? Elian keeps whining about how he’s not a kid anymore and thinks that he can make his own decisions. He needs to understand that I have every right to be concerned about his choices!I was in the middle of my point when he abruptly ended the call. I sat alone in the living room, fuming, but felt a wave of relief wash over me when I heard Celia's voice. She’s a close confidante and brings a refreshing, straightforward perspective.After rummaging through her purse, she pulled out a handke
Rewrite the text to focus on Elian's perspective, maintaining the same events and themes as in the previous chapter.As I stepped into the classroom, my gaze instinctively swept around the room, secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of the new girl. Memories of our earlier encounter flooded my thoughts, how she had caught me staring—it made me smile. A few familiar faces looked our way, fidgeting with excitement, but Kaelin maintained his usual serious demeanor.“It's quite an impressive skill to chat away while everyone else seems completely uninterested,” Kaelin remarked, referring to Mr. Bates' notoriously dull lecture, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. Most of the class was glued to their phones, with only a handful of diligent students—I affectionately called them the nerds—actually paying attention. Kaelin’s funny comments about Mr. Bates kept me giggling, his humor lightening the mood even more.However, I quickly felt a chill sweep over me. Kaelin noticed immediately, sensing my
We slipped into the classroom through the back door, easing ourselves into the seats with a stealthy quietness. To my dismay, Kaelin and Elian were sitting right in front of us, blissfully unaware of our presence because we had chosen the rear entrance. “They’ll snub us anyway,” Ronald muttered, irritation heavy in his voice when I suggested we say hi. Mr. Bates was already at the front, droning on in a monotone voice that could easily be mistaken for the most tedious lecture in history.Elian sat there, laughter spilling from him in soft giggles as he and Kaelin were absorbed in their conversation, sharing some untold joke. Kaelin had his arms wrapped around Elian, a display of camaraderie that made me feel oddly envious. Meanwhile, Ronald was slowly succumbing to sleep, the sheer banality of Mr. Bates’ lesson pulling him under like a lullaby. With nothing else to occupy my restless thoughts, I found myself studying Elian’s profile intently.His hair was a cascade of soft, wavy brown
The chapter will be written from Olivia's point of view, but similar to the previous chapter.As I arrived at school, I was pleasantly surprised to see Ronald waiting for me by the gate. “Hey, are you waiting for me?” I asked, adjusting the straps of my backpack, a warm feeling spreading in my chest.“Obviously,” he replied, enveloping me in a warm embrace that felt reassuring .Our conversation quickly became lively, filled with laughter and shared stories. I couldn’t help but exclaim, “Wow! Kaelin is absolutely killing it with that outfit today!” It was a striking change from his usual all-black attire. The round neck white shirt he wore, paired with baggy navy pants, illuminated his features and infused an unexpected brightness into his typically enigmatic presence, making him seem even more captivating than usual.Ronald chuckled in agreement, and I glanced over at Kaelin, only to find my gaze unexpectedly meeting Elian's. He averted his eyes almost instantly, but I noticed, even i
We ended up getting to school late today, and I can't help but lay some of the blame on Kaelin. He took forever in the shower, and I was also caught up in trying to persuade him about what to wear. He insisted on sticking with his usual all-black outfit, but I felt today should be different—there's a time for everything, and not every day is meant for mourning. I wanted him to feel more comfortable and approachable, as I know his style can intimidate some of the other kids. In the end, I managed to convince him to wear something more colorful, and it was amazing to see how much that changed his demeanor. For once, he actually looked cheerful, which is a rare sight for anyone who knows him well. I ended up wearing his oversized clothes, but I didn’t mind—they felt comfortable.As we navigated through the bustling hallways, I asked him, “Hey, how’s the baby?” He looked a bit confused at first. I could tell he wasn't quite following me.“I mean, I thought you were having a baby in the sh