We're on our way to class when I start worrying about our teacher asking me to put away my sunglasses. I have hid the bruise pretty well from Janice till now.
We enter class and I take the seat in front of Janice quickly.
If she needs help I'll turn around slightly managing to hide my bruise.
"Thanks." Janice says as I take my seat.
"What for?"
"The soda, and for offering to help me with the assignment."
"No problemo babygirl."
"Don't you dare call me that again." She looks like she saw a ghost.
I chuckle at receiving the expected reaction.
"Now give me your notebook, I'll fill in the answers."
"Here."
I quickly copy down the answers from my notebook.
"Hey Janice?"
"Yes?"
"Don't you think the Student body President should be sincere enough to finish her work and help others?"
"It's not like I was in that position last night."
"Uh-huh."
"Nick Wilson stop turning around and focus on the class" shouts the teacher.
I turn around quick. I hear Janice laughing quitely.
What a bitch.
I will end up sleeping anytime.
I am already excited for the next underground fight.
Good that I can keep my helmet on throughout if I wanted to.
I know her but that doesn't mean she has to know me.
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CROSSOVER
RomanceJanice and Nick are from the same class. Both are competitive. More so, when they figure out that they are rivals in underground fights. Somewhere between the past and present there's no way for either to oversee the chemistry in between.
