Chapter 8

Finally, the class is over and apparently, the teacher comes to the class and we don't have to go to different classes, so we just wait for our next teacher.

Well, that saves a lot of time.

Somehow, I manage to convince the guy whose name is Cameron, Cam for short, to swap with me. I smile and take a seat next to Bella with James sitting behind us. "Guys I don't wanna be alone here," he fake sniffs wiping an imaginary tear away.

"Suck it up." Bella and I say at the same time. James groans as we chuckle and high five. Luke turns to me and asks for a sharpener.

"I'll give it but you will have to do a favour for me," I say smirking.

"What?" he asks annoyed.

"Go in front of the class and say that you love your twin more than anything," I smile sheepishly.

"Hell to the no," he says shaking his head
He turns to James who shrugs and Bella puts her head on my shoulder and pretends to sleep. I laugh and Luke scowls.

"Fine!" he groans, I can't believe he is willing to do that, I mean anyone would give him a sharpener.

He walks to the front and says "I love my twin the most in the world," And runs to his place.

James, Bella and I laugh till there are tears, everyone else laughs too.

My eyes drift towards Aiden to see that he was glaring at me while Cam was still chuckling.

The teacher came in silencing everyone, "Okay class before we start, I hope you know that we have two new students with us," the teacher says, the class nods since they know and he continues, "So in order to make it easier for the both of you I guess it'll be better if you both sit next to someone who can help you out." She says looking at Luke and me.

I shrug, I guess I do need help in calculus. I suck at it.

"Okay then," the teacher smiles, "Luke you will be sitting with Brian," he says pointing at a guy sitting in the front with thick black glasses.

Luke sighs getting up, he grabs his stuff and sits next to Brian.

"And Evelyn you can sit with..." He trails looking around the class, "Aiden."

My eyes widen as he says that, Aiden? He would help me?

When I look at Aiden, he’s already burning holes into my forehead like somehow I hypnotised the teacher into doing this. I give him a shrug

If the teacher saw this he ignores it and looks at me,"Evelyn, Aiden has always excelled in his studies and his pupils have always seen improvement so don’t worry," he says,  please switch places with Cameron."

I sigh getting up, Cameron smiles at me, "Huh, I guess we shouldn't have swapped in the first place."

"Yeah, I guess," I say shrugging as I sit next to Aiden once again.

"Okay since I'm your class teacher these are your permanent places," Says the teacher causing everyone to groan, Aiden looks at me and scowls.

Don't look at me! Not my fault.
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The class went on and I avoid asking Aiden any questions, even if I didn't get anything. The bell finally rang and I got up and walked to Isabella and James, who were packing.

"Let's go," I smile, "Where is the cafeteria?"
Isabella looks at me and smiles, "Follow us."

I shrug and follow her to the cafeteria, we enter the room and it looked just like the one back in my old school, the jocks were sat at one table with their sports uniforms on, the cheerleaders were on the same table, Everyone was basically seated with their own cliques.

James and Bella walk to the canteen line and I follow, "The food here is actually amazing," says James buying himself pizza, I look at it with disgust as I grab myself some fries and a sandwich.

Once Bella gets her salad, we walk to an empty table and take a seat there, "So," begins Bella, "Why-"

She gets stops midway when someone approaches us, "Hey Evelyn!" A tall brunette says smiling.

"Hi" I smile back, she put her tray next to me and sits beside me opposite of Bella and James.

"Oh! My name is Sophia," she says, shaking my hand, I smile and nod, "Why don't you come and sit with me?"

"And where do you sit...?" I ask raising an eyebrow, Luke went and sat with the jocks cause apparently he is already a basketball player.

"At the popular table, duh!" she says rolling her eyes, "I bet that's where you always sat before."

I smile at her and say, "You're right I did sit at the popular table, but I never liked it," I shrug.

She frowns, "What do you mean?" she asks confused, "Who doesn't like to sit with the popular?"

I smile, "Me," I say with an obvious look, "I don't like the way they think too little of people."

"So you're gonna hangout out with these," she says standing up and points at James and Isabella, "This is like social suicide."
"There is nothing wrong with them," I say still calm, "And they are way better than you could ever be because they unlike you don't think little of people."

She scowls and stomps back to her table, I turn to see James smirking and Bella looking at me in awe, "Bella aren't you like in the cheerleader team?" I ask. I remember her mentioning something like that earlier.

"I am, but they don't like me much because I'm always in the student council, so I'll probably be running this year too," she says, "Anyway, before she interrupted me I was asking why didn't you tell me?"

"Umm, tell you what?" I ask genuinely confused.

"That you're the O'Connor!" she says a little too loud, the whole room goes quiet as everyone gasps, "Oops?"

I ignore the stares I was getting and ask, "Why is everyone saying 'the O'Connor'? I'm just Evelyn O'Connor," I sigh, "not Evelyn the O'Connor."

"Don't you know?" James asks raising his eyebrow, I shake my head frowning, "You guys are like the top five richest people New York!"

"And the richest in this school!" exclaims Bella, "In fact the whole district!"

"What?" I say shocked, "My parents are just millionaires... I think"

"No bro!" says James, "That's why I was shocked, your parents are loaded."

"Oh God, "I mutter, "But how? They are just a lawyer and a fashion designer."

"Your Dad's name comes in the world's top ten best Lawyers," says Bella taking a bite from her salad, "And your Mom is a world-famous fashion designer, her fashion lines are so expensive! The cheapest thing she ever sold was for five hundred dollars and it was a hairpin!"

I raise an eyebrow, "How do you know that much about my parents?" I asked.

"I'm a big fan of your Mom!" she exclaims, "And yesterday the principal held an assembly before school started where he announced the arrival of you and your brother, and how happy he was since you came to this school instead of going to some private school."

What the hell?

"I came to this school because I hate to flash money," I shrug, "My parents were sending me to St.Louis."

"Oh My GOD!" Bella squeals, "That is like the best school ever! And there are so many hot guys there!"

I look around again and see Aiden and Cam alone on a table, Aiden was staring at me but not particularly into my eyes. My heart skips a beat as I look at his eyes, God his brown eyes can get you hypnotized.

Why does this seem like a scene out of twilight?

He turns away and I focus on what Bella was saying. We continue to talk until the bell rings.
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I don't even remember why I decided to take Home economics in the first place, it was either to complete the subjects I take in my senior year or because I usually get hungry during classes.

Probably the latter...

Unfortunately, we didn't cook anything, the teacher just told us the basics about everything, what pan to use or what type of measuring spoons, or how to stitch, and how to take care of children.

Overall it was pretty boring, but that was when I remembered something; I couldn't bake. I mean, ask me to cook you a Latin dish or Mexican I will, but ask me to bake something as simple as cake from a pre-mix box, I will mess up.

Luckily, in home economics, they don't just teach you to cook, but they also teach you how to manage your house, in like a low budget or something, basically everything related to having a "happy" home.

The teacher said that our first project will start next week and we would learn how to make the basic sandwiches and learn how to wash the clothes.

For this project I was luckily paired up with Bella, the teacher said that she'd pair us with everyone in the class for different projects, and whoever is the best person for you, he/she will do the final project with you.
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It was physics now and the teacher was teaching us momentum. I was scribbling down the notes when someone I felt someone intensely staring at me. I ignore the feeling and try to push it down but look up involuntarily anyway and look into his eyes which were not focused on mine.

Aiden looks away immediately and I just shake my head.

I feel the staring again and turn to Aiden and sigh,"Can I help you with anything?"
Yet again, he just simply continues writing notes.

I sigh in frustration and look at the board. A few minutes later I slam my pencil on the table, but not too hard to avoid attention.

"What do you want?" I look at him again.

"You're the redheaded girl from yesterday, aren't you?" he says only loud enough for me to hear it.

"Excuse me?"

"Excused," he calmly says shrugging.

I glare at him, "Is there any problem with that?" I say through gritted teeth.

"Eh," he shrugs turning to the teacher.

Oh no he didn't, he just left the conversation, how dare he? Like hello? I was still talking!

"Excuse me, but you can't just leave the conversation like that," I say glaring at him, he continues to ignore me and I get pissed. I pinch his waist. Hard.

"Ah!" he exclaims rubbing his waist, I snicker, he faces me and scowls, I innocently focus on the teacher.

The teacher turns to us, "Aidan! Eveliosa!" She scolds us, "What are you both talking about?"

"Oh, I-" I start but stop an eyebrow, I look at Aiden, "Wait, did she just...?"

Aiden shakes his head, we both share the same look.

"Miss, its Aiden," says Aiden at the same time I say, "It's Evelyn."

"I don't care," she says turning back to board and writing, "Just pay attention."

"It's not my fault he’s being annoying," I say a little too loud, "Don't take it out on us." from the corner of my eye, I see Aiden's eyes close in annoyance.

"What did you just say?!" the teacher asks, her face turning redder than a monkey’s ass, "GET OUT!"

"Bitch," I mutter, as I slowly get up and very slowly pack my things, beside me Aiden sighs in defeat.

"Detention! Both of you!" she yells pointing at the door, Aiden looks at me and glares.

Hey! You're the one who started it!

I smile sheepishly as I face her, "Listen Miss," I shrug, "it was not his fault, he didn’t even say anything, why don't you give the rest of the class detention too? They laughed."

She ignores me and writes a slip, "Aidean! Evelisa! I said out!"

"Evelyn," I correct, rolling my eyes, I walk out of the door, "Great! Detention on the first day," I sigh, this is going to be a long day.

The door opens again and Aiden walks out, "Asshole," I tell him.

He continues walking ignoring what I just called him.

"Jerk"I call out, "Dickhead, brat, jackass."

"Amoeba," he suddenly and says but immediately regrets it and looks down.

I look at him for a second and burst out laughing, he looks red with embarrassment and probably anger, I laugh harder, till tears fill my eyes.

“T-that’s your best pretty boy?” I say laughing uncontrollably

He glares and simply turns and trips a little in the process, I laugh even harder. For a jerk, he has a fine ass, Ugh such a shame. A handsome face for an ugly personality

I lean against the wall and sit on the floor, I check my watch to see the time, "UGH! Still, forty-five minutes left."

Aiden groans and sits next to me, I smirk bad choice buddy. "Aiden," I said poking him, he ignores me and I smirk.

“Aiden," poke, "Aiden," poke, "Aiden," poke, "Aiden," poke, "Aiden," poke, "Aiden," poke, "Aiden!"

"WHAT?" he bellows, glaring at me.

"Hi," I say smiling innocently.

He looks to the heavens for the help he’s obviously not getting

"No one helping bro," I say winking at him
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"God!" he grips his bag.

“God is not going to get you out of this” I say nudging him in the ribs.

He runs a hand down his face, "ci vorranno alcuni lunghi quaranta minuti," (this is going to be a long forty minutes)

"Are you Italian?" I gasp.

"sì," he replies, "How did you know?" (Yup)

"I took a two-year course," I said, "but if that's Italian then I have no idea what Mr.Axel thought me."

"Forse qualcosa di simile a essere una cagna, " he mutters something under his breath, (maybe something like being a bitch)

"What?" I ask, he shakes his head.

"Anyway," he says looking interested for once, "Why did you want to learn it?"

"Because I want to study in Italy," I say shrugging but gasp as I get an idea, "Maybe you can teach me since we're already such good friends."

"We are not friends" he states simply.

"Oh come on!" I whine, "Aiden please."
He turns away ignoring me.

"Please"

"Please"

"Please"

"Please"

"Please"

"Please"

"Pleeeease" I whine.

"Stop that" he says again, "Dio aiutami," (God help me)

"Aidennnn," I whine, "please, please, please," I take his arm and shake it vigorously.

He looks at me than his arm, then my hand on his arm, then me, then his arm, then my hand, then me, then immediately jerks his arm away. “Don’t touch me again”

I clasp my hands together and plead, giving him my best puppy dog eyes.

"Non cadere per questo Aiden," Aiden mutters under his breath, I couldn't catch the sentence since it probably was not meant to be heard. (Do not fall for this Aiden)

He closes his eyes and says 'no'. Just then the bell rings, he jumps to his feet and runs back to the class.

I got up and walked to the class, Aiden was there and was talking to Cameron, he moved his hands furiously probably explaining how hard the last forty-five minutes were.

I smile walking to Luke, he, as usual, was flirting with some chick, I tapped his shoulder making him turn around, now facing me, "Oh Eve!"

"Oh, Luke!" I mimic.

"I can't believe you got detention on your first day!" He says looking disappointed, "I mean I was supposed to get it before you!"

"Seriously Luke?" I shake my head, "At this point, I would gladly exchange if I don't have to see that assholes face again."

"You shouldn't backbite," Says Aiden from behind me, scaring the living crap out of me.

I raise my eyebrow facing him, "Oh, now you’re talking?" I ask, he shakes his head goes back to his place as the English teacher comes in, "See Luke! He is so annoying!"

Luke chuckles going back to his place, I groan stomping back to my own seat next to the devil himself.
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"Such problems often take place," I read, Aiden nudged me I stopped reading and faced him, "What?!"

"Of-ten" He says, I nod confused, "it's often, with a 't'" he says pronouncing the T.

I shake my head, "No! The 't' is silent! It's often," I say saying it like how it's supposed to be 'ofen'

"No," he says, “It's of-ten."

I groan, "No it's of-en."

"Guys!" The teacher says, "it's both ways, American and British."

I look at Aiden and stick my tongue out.
"Lei è un'idiota," he mutters under his breath, but I still catch it.

"Did you just call me an idiot?" I ask, he looks at me and nods, "Beh, sei un coglione" (Well you're a jerk)

He turns to his book ignoring me once again.

Can he never make a proper conversation?

He’s never made a proper conversation with me so far. He doesn’t speak more than a sentence before ignoring me again.
I huff and turn the page aggressively.
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For rereaders, yes this chapter has some changes. Mainly the conversations but low-key that was the most important part. Wtv. Vote and comment your thoughts!