HI!! I'm back again with another update everybody, thanks to everyone who's reading! I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever, and then my last update was so short, but I got busy. Now that it's summer break and I'm home more, I should be able to spend more time updating, so yay!!
Anyways, on with the story!
You cannot take away from me when I refuse to let you.
IT WOULD BE a disaster if the two of us got together, I told myself repeatedly. Cole and I aren't compatable, we're complete opposites in literally everything!
Yet a small part of me wondered if I was just lying to myself so I could feel better. A better truth was that he probably didn't think I was good enough for him. I could tell that much already, just by the way he looked at me. Obviously, I was looking at the picture wrong when I thought he'd ever felt anything for me, even during that almost-kiss that we'd had. He was probably playing me up because he pitied me or something, he couldn't actually be into me.
Recognizing my feeling, or, all forbid, acting on them, would end up with a broken heart and just another reason to be a laughingstock of the grade. Cole would never go for me after what happened in the eighth grade. I'm the epitom of unpopular.
"...HAYlee, come play with us!"
"Yea come on, it'll be FUN!"
I shook my head as the memories of that day resurfaced. Quickly as they'd come, I shoved them back down into the mess of emotions I never allowed myself to feel, much less showed anyone.
"Haylee? Earth to Haylee Erichson?" the voice of my student brought me out of my thoughts, and I turned to see a puzzled Cole staring at me.
"Oh, yeah, sorry," I murmured, redirecting my attention to the math problems before us. "Ah, which one are we on again?"
"Number twelve, 3x divided by 4 times 7 equals 6," Cole responded impatiently. "What's the answer?"
"That's not how it works, Cole. I've told you every single question, you have to figure it out and ask me for help when you need it!" I shot back, stressed by the way this session was turning out. Already I was becoming an emotional disaster.
"Wow, so she does have emotions," Cole teased. "You know, I haven't seen you be anything but neutrally calm since the sixth grade until I came along, you sure I'm not good for you?"
"Since when have you payed attention to me?" I answered, somewhat playful and somewhat curious.
"Since when have I not?"
Aaaand that makes it awkward. Sooo....
"Uh, do your math," I changed the subject quickly and gestured to the paper in front of him.
"What do I do first again?" Cole asked, looking imporingly at me.
"P.E.M.D.A.S., Cole. Parentheses, Exponents, Multiplication, Division, Addition, Subtraction. Whatever you do first in an arithmetic equation, you do last in an alebraic," I explained calmly. "But do the x last. Like this."
I leaned down towards the paper and started to write. {A/N the / means divide}
3x / 4 X 7 = 6
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Hidden Seams
Romance-- EXTRA CLICHE ALERT-- /--~|:)|~--\ I glared at Cole as he towered over me, pinning me against the lockers by putting his arms on either side of my smaller body. "Stop hiding, Haylee, and tell me what's going on," he ordered roughly. I stared into...
