02| I Wouldn't Date Him Even If It Meant No More Cupcakes

"How do you know my name?" I asked.

"I did some investigating," Fuckboy answered.

"Sneaking into the principal's office isn't investigating, dumb-ass," I argued.

Fuckboy's grin dropped.

"Whatever you say, Becca," Fuckboy replied.

"Hey. Aren't you Noah Brinley?" Adele asked.

"Yeah. As a matter of a fact," Fuckboy answered, giving her a charming grin.

She looked away.

"Nice name, Noah. It doesn't suit you though. I like Fuckboy a lot better," I said.

"And I like Nips," Noah said.

"I really don't care what you call me," I said with a shrug.

"She's not lying. She let her brother call her saggy tits last summer," Adele replied.

"Not helping," I said, nudging her.

"By the way, it didn't work," Noah said.

"What didn't work?" I asked.

"Trying to make me jealous. I saw you with that guy," Noah answered.

"Sweetheart, I wasn't trying to make you jealous. You did that all on your own," I said.

"Oh yeah right," Noah said.

"Believe me or not. I don't give a fuck. C'mon, Adele. Nice chatting, Noah Brinley," I said before grabbing Adele and walking off.

"He's so fucking annoying," I said.

"Aren't all the hot ones annoying?" Adele asked.

"No. All the hot ones are either gay or taken, the pretty ones act like total douche bags and players, the cute ones are boring, and the ugly ones are sweet. So the whole male species is fucked up," I answered.

"Where'd you hear that from?" Adele asked.

"I didn't. I made it up just now," I answered.

As the bell rang, we quickly ran to class.

I took my seat at the back with Adele with only a minute to spare.

I'm excellent with time.

I notice a guy look at me so I give him a flirtacious grin.

Don't hate the player, hate the game. It was a cruel thing.

"Are you paying attention, Becca?" Mrs. Christine asked.

"No," I answered.

"I was telling you that there is a project and I'm assigning partners of four. This is a group activity," Mrs. Christine said.

"Why can't you let me be alone?" I asked.

"So you can do no work and fail? Sounds tempting but I'm paid to make sure you pass so get your lazy butt up," Mrs. Christine answered.

I rolled my eyes while Adele snickered.

"I'm glad you find my misery funny," I said.

"Not everything is about you, Bec. Look up there," Adele said.

I followed her gaze and quietly laughed once I saw Noah behind Mrs. Christine, drawing a dick on the board.

It was childish but funny at the same time.

As Mrs. Christine turned around, Noah quickly put back the marker and pretended he was just standing there.

"Yes, Noah?" Mrs. Christine asked.

"I just wanted to say hi. How's the dog?" Noah asked.

"I don't have a dog," Mrs. Christine answered.

"Cat?" Noah asked.

"Go back to your seat, Noah," Mrs. Christine answered.

Noah smirked before doing so.

"Ok. First group is Clarissa, Georgina, Finn, and Valerie," Mrs. Christine read from her paper.

The guy I had been flirting with got up to walk to the group.

Like I said, all the hot ones were either gay or taken. And he was taken.

"Becca, Adele, Heath, and Noah," Mrs. Christine continued.

"Hold the phone! Did you just say Noah?" I asked.

Mrs. Christine nodded.

"I'll do anything to not work with him. I'll shut up. I'll get a D instead of an F. Just don't make me do it," I begged.

"If you have a problem, please talk to your group member about it," Mrs. Christine said.

"I have a huge problem. He's annoying," I said.

"I am not annoying," Noah said.

"See? Doesn't that just sound like an annoying person?" I asked.

"Get over yourself. This isn't the Becca Hanley show," Noah answered.

"Everyday is the Becca Hanley show and you are just an extra," I said.

The class erupted in snickers.

"Enough bickering, Becca and Noah. Now, just sit down and try to act cordial," Mrs. Christine said.

I huffed before Adele and I got up. Noah got up as well with another guy.

We pushed our desks together before sitting down. The guy next to Noah wouldn't stop smiling at Adele and she smiled back.

I looked between them with a smile.

"Heath, is it?" I asked.

Heath nodded.

"This is my beautiful friend, Adele. She's an excellent chef, super smart, beautiful, and she's blonde," I replied.

"Becca?!" Adele exclaimed.

"You'll be thanking me later," I whispered.

"I thought we were supposed to be working," Noah replied.

"Since when did you ever care about working?" Heath asked.

"Since I'd rather do that than hear you try to flirt," Noah answered.

"Oh, like you can do better," I said.

"I most certainly can," Noah argued.

"Drunk sluts don't count," I said.

Heath snickered.

"Oh, and guys that are high do?" Noah asked.

"Totally. Makes it more exciting," I answered, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Gross. Can we please get back to work?" Adele asked.

"You two fight almost as much as a couple," Heath answered.

"I wouldn't date him even if it meant no more cupcakes," I replied.

"She really loves cupcakes," Adele added.

"I wouldn't date her either," Noah said.

"Great," I said.

"Fine," Noah replied.

"Wonderful," I said.

"Cool," Noah said.

Adele covered my mouth before I could say more.

"Its been ten minutes and we have nothing," Adele said.

"What the hell are we doing anyways? I'm hungry," I complained.

"We get to choose our own science project. Weren't you paying attention?" Adele asked.

"No. I was staring at the hottie over there," I answered.

"He's cute," Adele said with a shrug, flipping pages from her science textbook.

"We should do an experiment on what determines boob size. Nips here can be our experiment," Noah said.

"If you wanna look at my boobs, all you had to do was ask," I replied.

"We are not doing an experiment on boobs," Adele said.

"Would we even get a grade on it?" Heath asked.

"I can not believe you guys are considering this," Adele answered.

"Gummy bears," I suggested.

"We could make an eifle tower out of gummy bears," Adele said.

"Sounds fun," Noah said.

"Doesn't that seem too easy?" Heath asked.

"Who wants to do a hard and boring project? Plus, you can eat the remaining gummy bears," I answered with a shrug.

"True," Heath agreed.

"So it's settled," I said.

"How can we make this sound scientific?" Heath asked.

"Which material is good enough to build a tower: gummy bears, pizza crust, or... gum balls?" Adele suggested.

"Even better," I said.

"You really are smart," Heath said, looking at Adele.

Adele's cheeks turned a pretty pink before she said, "I- I don't know about that."

"How romantic," I said with a sigh.

"They're just looking at each other," Noah said, confused.

I hit him in the back of the head before saying, "Shut up, fuckboy."

He rubbed the back of his head.