Chapter 15

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When I get home, Harry instantly calls my cell phone to check up on me.

"Hey, beautiful," he says, "How was school?"

"Could've been better," I laugh, dropping my backpack on my bed with a loud thump, "I have to study a lot. And with my procrastination, that will take a while."

"I could help you," he offers up.

I laugh and shake my head, "Would we really be studying, Harry?" I accuse.

He laughs and replies, "As a matter of fact, we would. I may have dropped out of high school, but I still know a bit."

"Okay. So you can help me with my advanced algebra work?" I ask.

"No. I'm not that smart."

"World history?"

"No."

"AP English?"

"Hell no."

"Chemistry?"

"Oh yeah."

"Oh, wow Harry," I laugh, opening up my Algebra 2 textbook.

"Yeah. I'm pretty cute, aren't I?" he laughs.

"No. You're a flirt," I say back, flipping to chapter ten.

"That's not a bad thing," he replies, still trying to defend his case.

"Okay." I tease, opening my notebook.

"But, seriously, we do need to hang out soon. I miss you," he says.

"I saw you this morning," I say, laughing and picking up my pencil, not sure what I'm going to write down yet.

"But you left before I even woke up," he whines.

"I know. I have to get to school. Some of us aren't as lucky as others," I say, laughing again and writing down 'Chapter 10 homework,' tracing the C in 'Chapter' repeatedly.

"No guys tried anything on you, right?" he asks hopefully.

"Well, my English teacher was eyeing me up," I joke.

"Is he hot?" he teases.

"Yeah. She's really hot," I say sarcastically, adding a long emphasis on really.

He laughs. "Well, okay. I have to go. I love you."

"I love you, too."

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