“All right everyone, all right, calm down, just calm down”. Mr. Davon says, trying to make us be quiet while we are not even talking. I swear he is getting deafer every day!
“So, what we are actually going to do is that we are going to get into partners for a project that will be worth 30% of your mark.” What the hell? What kind of teacher makes us do a project that is worth 30% of our entire mark? I seriously think that he is out of his mind. Everyone starts talking again and calling people who they want to be with for the project, same old shit all over again.
“Now hold on, hold on! Calm down, sheesh, you guys. Now, for once, I am going to pick your partners because some of you fail the assignments and projects because you choose your friends, which isn't the wise choice.” Wow, talk about a speech. Doesn't he think we know this? We always choose our friends because we are always cool around them, and we don't even give a shit about this! No one does, not even me…. although though I am not even failing, I'm acing this class.
“Ok so what I will do to make this fun and fair, I will put all your names into a hat, which I will shake and choose the names for you partner”. He says while putting our names into the hat, and it looks like he’s having a good time. Typical.
“Ok, so number one, Aria!”. He says. Aria is crossing her fingers because she doesn't want to end up with someone stupid, and wants to be with me, which is not likely.
“And the partner for Aria is Michael!” He says while I am just dying on the inside. Oh, my god, this is not possible, Aria with Michael? Michael with Aria? This has to be a dream. Aria is going to die. She can't do this! She loved him! And he, being the total douchebag that he is, didn't fall in love with her because he has a girlfriend, well, used to...Ugh, I can't do this! If he just makes her shed one tear or touches one piece of hair, I will kick his ass, hard…
“Ok now for the next person, hmm, let's see… ooh, Jackson”. He says while my heart does a double flip, who will he be partnered with? Oh gosh, I hope not Amanda, anything but not Amanda, or else just hand me a knife, and let me end my life, just let me end it.
“And the person who will be with Jackson will be… Mia!”. Wait, what? What did he say? Did he say my name?? Did he say my name? I turn around to look at Jackson, and he looks at me back and winks at me. My heart stops, and for some reason, I’m still looking at him.