She slides into the seat in front of me in history
And then twists around so she's facing me.
"Killer homework last night, right?" She asks me.
Ah, shoot.
I didn't know that we had homework last night,
And by the mischievous glint in her eyes I can assume she knows that.
"Just messing with you," she smiles.
"But we do have a test today."
My lips are ready to form the words to call her bluff
But then I see words written in blue dry erase marker
Scrawled across the top of the whiteboard
Confirming my fears.
Ah, shoot.
Times two.
DU LIEST GERADE
Her
RomanceI love history even more today. Group projects were announced. I typically hate them, although I never do most of the work. I do what I need to do, nothing more nothing less. Today, I was paired with her. Her and one other girl, who's out sick. ...
