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I said as a smile appeared on my face. "Yeah no need to rub it in my face that you're good at Physics and basically all other subjects and don't have to take Chem this year," Asher groaned to which Kai and I both laugh. "Study up pal because Chemistry isn't easy if it's Mrs. Ridge's class. That woman hates everyone just like Mrs. Briggs," I said getting up to leave. "I'll see you later for the assignment," I said to Kai. "Yeah, that woman sucks a lot," Ash agreed.

a few people in the parking lot glance our way. “Girl, you almost gave me a heart attack.” I sigh and force a smile. “Just tired, sorry.” She eyes me suspiciously but then drapes her hand around my shoulder again leading me in for class. Chemistry. Yay. The teacher, Mrs. Gibson, walks in, immediately launching into whatever he thinks qualifies as an inspiring start to the lesson. Something about molecular bonds. Or heat reactions. I can’t tell. I’m not listening. All I can hear is his voice.

Because the area of ​​this school is too large, the teachers cannot immediately go to the next class. Anna rummaged through her desk drawer for a while, watching the time go by, her eyes growing more and more worried. ‘Where is my chemistry workbook?’ Remembering the fierce temperament of Charles, the chemistry teacher, Anna felt cold again. Charles often required his students to bring chemistry books to class. If someone doesn’t bring it, that person is looking down on chemistry and him. If they are unlucky, he forced them must also copy the previous lesson fifty times and give it to him after three days.

Pretty sure she knew my mind had sunk into the gutter. “What are you two loudly arguing about?” Dad asks. Sienna starts explaining what happened during class, with Andre giving his input when he thinks necessary. I pinch the bridge of my nose when Sienna explains how Andre mixed two highly volatile chemicals together during their lab class. Mom starts swearing in Russian while Dad shakes his head at Andre. “Why are you taking a chemistry class in the first place? Your major doesn’t even require it.” I ask.

CHAPTER 39 LENA. We were having Advanced Chemistry this morning which was absolutely weird and unusual. But I didn't complain because chemistry was my favorite subject and we were focusing on the topic that dealt with advanced study of solids, liquids and gas. Mr Finn was taking us today. He was a bald old man nearing his seventies but the moon goddess knew this man was as strong as a jackass. It had been rumored around school that he had taken a rogue on by himself and killed him a few years back. He looked too nice to even pull that act but what did I know?

Skylar's POV My parents had always told me to never answer or even open texts from unknown numbers, and I've always obeyed. But this time when I received one, I was way too curious to not open it. And that all happened in my Chemistry class. Mr Nicholas was pacing in front of his desk, gesturing with his hands as he tried explaining us the different types of inorganic chemical reactions.

It's just that I hadn't seen this tomboy-ish look on her before. "Alexaaa." I dragged out her name since she had ignored my greeting the first time. "Shut up, Devon. And don't talk to me." Alexa ordered, not even sparing me a single glance. She pulled out her notebook at the same time the teacher walked in. Well, this time, I would respect her wishes and shut up. Not for long though. After Mr.What's his name, the chemistry teacher droning on about chemical reactions of metals to acids and bases, he dropped off the statement I was waiting for.

I’d forgotten we were in class, but no one seems to be paying attention, worried their test tube might explode like ours did. “Behave, Donovan.” She whispers before I can pull him back. I smile down at her and watch her blush at my attention before she pulls out of my hands. She turns and begins to clean up the mess I made. “Do you know what I did wrong?” “Yes, you weren’t paying attention which can be dangerous in Chemistry. You’re lucky it wasn’t something acidic!” She’s talking to me again and she’s agreed to train with Donovan. I’d suffer the embarrassment or even the pain of acid any day if that’s what it takes. She’s worth it.

My back hurts like I’m having a seventy year old back pain! I've taken good care of my well-being. I don't want her to see me when she gets out of bed in the morning. She's in my Biochemistry class today, which is a bummer. We will be embarrassed in front of one another. Tsk. What will I do to make it less severe? "Good morning, Sir! Thank you for your time. "Are you up bright and early today?" Mam Cai, the head of the Chemistry department, can only be given a sheepish smile, which is all I can muster up. She teaches in a very conscientious manner, discussing the subject matter without the use of visual aids or Shoots. She is well-versed.