The Bad Boy, Cupid & Me [ 15 ]

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Which led me back to a thought that was making my stomach churn.

Was I going to be expelled?

“Miss Armel?” My head spun up to look into her dark blue eyes. Her chestnut-coloured hair was in a tight bun and her manicured fingers lay entwined in front of her.

“Sorry, Miss, can you please repeat what you said?”

“I said, do you know why you’re here?”

To die.

“No, I don’t.”

She gave me a kind smile – which scared me even more. Her smile was genuine, not a mean one.

She wouldn’t give a sweet smile to someone she was about to expel – would she? You would expect someone to give you a mean, evil smirk to say the least.

But…if I wasn’t getting expelled, why was I here?

She opened here mouth to speak. There was only one thing going through my head.

Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.

That, and…I am going to kill Reece Carter.

“Congratulations, you’re being placed into our Specialist Math class.”

I blinked.

Twice.

Three times.

She was still there.

Four times.

She probably thought I had a disability.

“I beg your pardon?”

“You’re currently ranking first in the whole of Year 11. I’ve heard you’re seven chapter’s ahead of your Advanced Math class, and that the last time you had gotten a mark below one-hundred percent was seventh grade – which was ninety-nine. You’re a very bright student, Chloe, would you like to accept the challenge?”

I was astonished. I was being offered to be put into a Year 12 Specialist Math class. I was amazed beyond belief.

“Yes! I’d love to!” I almost squealed before quickly covering it up with a cough, “Umm, I mean, yes please, I really appreciate the opportunity Miss.”

“Great. I thought you’d say that. Here’s your new timetable Miss Armel.” I took the piece of paper from her outstretched hand and walked towards the door when she told me I was dismissed. Before I touched the handle, I turned around and looked at her sitting in her massive leather chair – like a boss.

“Excuse me, Miss,” my voice came out a bit shaky. Her eyes left the papers she was looking at and met mine.

“Yes, Chloe?” I was stunned, that was the first time she had called me by my first name.

“Did you ever find out who broke into the school?”

She played with the Gold pen in her hand, her face completely expressionless.


“Yes.”


~*~ 


When it was time for our first break, I searched through my bag and took out a red apple. Sinking my teeth into the juicy fruit, I made my way over to Allie’s locker.

Instead, I saw Charlie.

I walked up to him and gave him a hug. “Hey Charlie.”

“Don’t call me Charles- WOAAH, HOLD ON A MINUTE, HOLD ON…THIS - THIS CANT BE TRUE… WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH CHLOE?”

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