Adaeze

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We finished class today and I even took notes in both of them.

Did I do it to prove to Adaeze I'm not a lazy idiot? Yes. But regardless of the reason, I still did it. And that's what matters.

We pulled into the driveway of the house and I parked.

"Are you ready?" she asked as we headed to the door.
"Yea." I unlocked it since we'd be the first ones home.

We walked inside.
"We need snacks and water." she said and headed for the pantry.
"Oh, I didn't know it would be that serious." I scoffed.
"You need to have energy to study which means you can't be hungry or thirsty." She grabbed a bag of chips and a few granola bars.
"Right..." I responded and watched her.
She came to me and handed me the snacks. I held them like she wanted.
She walked back to the fridge and grabbed two bottles of water.
"Should I get more water?" she asked.
"If I need another one I'll just go downstairs."
"That cuts into study time." She grabbed two more.
"Oh my god..." I sighed.
She's such a nerd.

"Let's go." she said and walked up the stairs.
I followed behind.

She went into her bedroom instead of mine.

"Why not mine?" I wondered and shut the door behind us.
"Because my table is bigger."

She pulled it out.
But she only had one chair so I went to my room and pulled mine into hers. When I got back in there, I saw the table laid out with snacks and she was pulling out her notebook and laptop.
It's like I'm going to war.
I shut the door again.

I stared at the table while I sat back in my chair. "I'm not a good studier." I warned.
"Okay...Do you want help?" she offered.
"Help wouldn't work. It can't be boring."
"Maybe it won't be. Try twenty minutes just looking over everything and if you aren't doing well then we will try something different. Okay?"
"Alright..." I sighed.

She pushed her laptop over to me.
"What about you?" I asked.
"I wrote everything into my notebook for me that way you can use my laptop notes."
"Mama, you didn't have to do that..." I stated.
"It's okay. Writing it helps me anyway."
"Thank you." I responded but now I felt bad. If I didn't do shit with this, I'd be an asshole. I started looking over her stuff.
It was color coordinated.
God, she's so fucking cute.

~

I kept glancing over at Adaeze while she highlighted things in her notebook. She had her glasses on and was so focused. So pretty.

I...tried.
I did.
I did because if I didn't, I'd feel like a dick. But if I'm being completely honest with you? I hardly retained any of this.
I got more than I started with. But it might be less than half of what she actually wrote.
I just keep getting bored and zoning out.
At some point I started questioning how fast penguins can swim. I looked it up. Then remembered I was supposed to be studying.

Her phone timer went off.

She stopped it then looked at me.
"Do you feel like you're getting somewhere?" she asked.
"Uh...Yea...Yea, no, I'm good." I stated and ran my fingers through my hair.
"Koda..."
"I'm serious."
She sighed and looked at her laptop. "What if we made it fun?"
"You can't make studying fun."
"Yes, you can. What if we quizzed each other? That's fun."
I thought about it.
"I ask questions and if you get it right you get a point and if you get them wrong...then..."
She thought about it.

I got an idea.
Since she wants to make it so fun.

"Ever played strip poker?" I asked.
"Strip poker?" she questioned.
"Yea."
"No."
"Basically if you lose you have to take off an item of clothing." I explained.
I could tell by the look on her face that she knew where I was going with this.
"What if we combined them? I get a question right, you strip. I get it wrong, I strip."
She snickered.
"I mean if you don't want to-..."
"We can." she agreed.
I was shocked. Mostly because I was partially joking.

"Really?" I asked.
"Mhm. Does jewelry count?"
"Uh...Jewlery doesn't count but shoes and socks count."
"Okay."
She stood up and went to her closet.

I watched her put on a jacket.
"WOOOOAAAHHH! THAT'S CHEATING!" I shouted. She was trying to put on extra clothes.
"You have on more clothes than me! You're cheating!" she said as she zipped the jacket.
I was in jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie. With sneakers and socks. She was in a tight and long long sleeved dress with sandals. So I guess she had a point.
I watched her put on socks and slippers.
She came back over and sat down.

"Okay. You get another hour to study and then afterwards, you get the quiz." she stated.
"Deal."

I had maximum focus on this fucking laptop.

My brain pictured her slipping that dress off and I had to snap myself out of it.

I'm focused.
Locked in.
This is important.

Fuck she writes a lot.

It doesn't matter.

I'm zoned in.

I got this.

Yea.