becoming a hall - part one of two (COMPLETED)

89

~ a day later ~

- Kalia's POV -

Ugh stupid math.

Why the heck did my dad even sign me up for this stupid online school.

Maybe I could just drop out of 5th grade.

But then Bryce would kill you

Better than this stupid math.

Maybe if you just-

Noah: "Need help?" I look up from my notebook to see him standing in my door way.

Kalia: "Yes please." I say and he comes over to my desk and looks at the problem.

Noah: "Well, if Barb has 17 apples and 3 bags, how many apples can she put in each bag. Round your answer to the nearest hundreth." He says.

Kalia: "Well first off, who names their child Barb?"
(no offense if your name is barb btw)

Noah: "Kalia focus."

Kalia: "Ugh fine." 

Noah: "So you divide 17 by 3, what do you get?"

Kalia: "And that is where Mr. Calculator comes in." I say and reach for my calculator, but Noah grabs my hand and puts it back on my paper.

Noah: "No. What is 1 divided by 3?"

Kalia: "0."

Noah: "Now you bring the 7 down and what is 17 divided by 3?" He says drawing the long divison thing.

Kalia: "That is what we are trying to find out."

Noah: "Ok, well, what is the closest number to 17 that CAN be divided by 3?"

3

6

9

12

15

Kalia: "Umm 15?"

Noah: "And how much can 15 be divided by?"

Kalia: "5!" I say writing down 5 on the top of the long divison thing.

Noah: "And there are 2 left over, so we put 3 0s after the decimal point. So what is 20 divided by 3?"

Kalia: "6 with a remainder of 2. So it is 5.67, right?"

Noah: "Yeah! Nice!" He high fives me and helps me with some more problems.

Noah: "Noah is ding this problem, what did he do wrong? Why did he do it wrong? Wait why did you put because he choose tiktok over a scholarship to Yale."

Kalia: "Cus it is true." I say and he ruffles my hair.

Noah: "You suck." And then he heads out of the room.

I still need help on my homework :(

Stupid fudging Noah

My dad comes in 5 minutes later.

Bryce: "What did you do?"

Kalia: "How do you know I did something?" I say innocently.

Bryce: "Says the fact that Noah is moping around on the couch." I leap out of my seat and run down stairs leaving Bryce cracking up back in my bedroom. I assume he saw my answer.

I see Noah on the couch pouting, so as any logical person, I jumped onto him knocking the wind out of him.

Noah: "Owie."

Kalia: "Oops. Anyway, I am sowy Nowah." I say in a baby voice.

Noah: "Apology not excepted." He shoves me off him and onto the couch, but I fall onto the ground instead.

Noah: "Oh my god, I am so sorry."

Kalia: "I wanna hug and then I might consider your apology." He picks me bck up and hugs me tightly.

Kalia: "I am glad you don't hate me anymore."

Noah: "I don't think I could ever really hate you, expect when you steal my hoodies."

Kalia: "You never even where shirts, what does it matter."

Noah: "Still."

Kalia: "Stinky."

Noah: "Poop face."

Kalia: "Butthead."

Noah: "Jerk."

Kalia: "Dummy."

Noah: "Got a scholarship to Yale."

Kalia: "Choose tiktok over it."

Noah: "Asshole."

Kalia: "Thats a dollar." He fishes around in his pocket and pulls out a dollar bill and slams it on my palm.

Kalia: "Sucka." I stick my tounge out at him.

Noah: "You are so dead."

Little did he know,  that would soon turn into reality

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