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Chapter 2
I spend my whole morning thinking about him. He's mysterious. I can't get him out of my mind. After everyone settles, Mr. Barber announces math class. Everyone gets out their books and journals while I sit here, looking like a retard.Fares comes by and looks me straight in the eyes. His dark eyes can almost see in my soul. So pretty. "We need our math journals and math workbooks" I stumble throughout my desk while he watches. I finally find everything, but BAM! I sharp pain hits my head. "Ehhh!" I hit my head against the desk!I rub my head while he just smirks and shakes his head. "Are you okay?" His hand goes under my hood and his fingers entertwine themselves with my hair."Y-yeah...it's ok" He removed his hand and takes mine. His hand is soft and warm. "Math class is this way...by the way...don't let them bother you..the classmates, I mean" He squeezes my hand tighter. A violent blush spreads across my face.He notices it and smirks. I love it when he smiles, so adorable.We make our way towards room 4.167. The room is large and colorful. Fares let's go of my hand, and suddenly I feel lonely. I like Fares by my side. I love him when he's by my side.I take my seat next to this girl with poofy hair and a turtleneck. She looks nice.I set my things under my desk, and the teacher, Ms. Jones, introduces herself. "Good moooorniing!" She sings."Here, it's all work. If you want to play, you have to work hard. Let's just get that straight forward"My ears and tail go down. She's scary. I look over to Fares who's doodling on his journal. He looks up and locks eyes with me. I could look at his beautiful eyes all day. 'Wait, stop it Innamin! This is math class!' I bite my lip.She writes an equation on the board. It looks like alien language to me. I try and try...while Ms. Jones looks around to see what everyone's doing. "Innamin, what are you doing?!" She starts scolding me."Hold on...what is this?! Boy you need to be educated!" My eyes water...I hate being yelled at. Fares looks at me with sympathy. He raised his hand and declares "I can help him with it!" I looked up to my saviour. "Fine...but he should know..this was taught LAST YEAR!"Fares walks to my desk and pulls a chair next to me and the turtleneck girl. I looked at him in awe while the teacher keeps looking around.The next 30 minutes were the best of my life. Fares was there, smiling, laughing, and he was pretty close to me. He's definentley my saviour.