TAMING A CLASS

CHAPTER TWENTY - SIX

AMY'S POV

Mr. Derrick carried out a few examples, I was watching intensely not to miss any steps "A typical titration begins with a beaker or containing a very precise amount of the analyte and a small amount of indicator such as phenolphthalein or methyl orange, but we'll be using methyl orange, placed..." when Dan flickered my lips.

"Ouch" I frowned at him "what was that for?"

"You were puckering," he said simply, seriously? What was wrong with him, was he getting fun bullying me.

Wondered why I ever like him in the first place.

He was a real douchebag.

"...are then added to the analyte and..." Now where did I stop? I missed a whole part now.

Jerk

"...indicator until the indicator changes color in reaction to the titrant saturation threshold, representing arrival at the endpoint of the titration..." Mr Derrick was saying when Dan flickered through my hair too.

I was going to ignore him this time.

Trying to pay more attention "...meaning the amount of titrant balances the amount of analyte present, according to the reaction between the two.

Then he started calling me weird names, like, crybaby, dreamer, nymphomaniac.

I was really going to ignore him but the last name he called was my limit.

"Fuck you Dan, fuck you" I said angrily at him.

"Now the good girl knows how to throw a curse, what have we not seen before?" He said teasing me.

The audacity?

Trying to use my weakness or what he saw on me.

"So this is how you do it, not too much force and not less, so you don't swallow it in and you have to take it in the pipette" I heard Mr. Derrick say,

Now i missed the whole part, I frowned at that.

"Now stand in your side and carry out your experiment like I did... But remember don't mix water in acid, never try it." Mr Derrick said finally.

Now where did I start from?

I think I only remembered the first step

I carried a beaker pouring an acid into it, I started twirling it lightly.

It wasn't changing color, I was confused, what else was I to put inside it, and what am I to do with a pipette.

I gave up and just started staring at the others making progress.

While we were stuck

"Give me that," I heard Dan say, like he would do any better, I thought.

I saw him picked up the pipette, dip it into a beaker filled with base

Was that what it was used for?

Is it safe to drink that?

I saw him smirked out of the corners of his lips, he was teasing me, again.

He was puckering his lips tightly, I didn't know he had plump lips, it was pressed softly against the pipette.

I wasn't sure it would be able to break, was it really that soft.

My hands were itching me to touch it,

feel it,

kiss it...