~Jacob's POV~
I raised my hand, and Mrs. P nodded for me to speak.
"May I be excused please?"
"Why?"
"Personal reasons."
"Ok, you can go."
I walked out of class and smiled to myself, knowing that I wasn't going back to class. I got on my bike and went to the Dollar store. I grabbed a bunch of bright yellow sticky notes and one pack of blue ones. I knew Mrs.P would say no to Brittany if she asked to change partners. I asked some friends if she let them switch and they all told me the same thing. "She always says no." I got back to the school with about fifteen minutes left, just enough time to cover a door. I covered her whole driver's side door with bright yellow sticky notes. I decided to write "Guess were stuck together this year cupcake, -J" on the blue sticky note and smack it right in the middle of the yellow ones.
The bell rang, dismissing us for lunch. I ran over to my bike and leaned against it. All my friends surround me about a minute after I lean against my bike. They all look at the car then back at me. I watch her walk out of the school and over to her car. I moved my friends aside so I could see her reaction. She quickly whips her head around and looks in my direction. I pretend to not notice and start talking to my friends again. She started walking over to us. She looked really mad.
She proceeds to yell, "WHY DID YOU HARASS MY CAR?!?!?!?" very angrily.
I dramatically put my hand on my heart and stated the obvious."I did no such thing cupcake, it was just a message about how we are stuck being partners for the year."
She started to get closer to me and I felt my heart jump. She started poking my chest in between each of her words. "IT. *pokes* IS. *pokes* ON. *pokes*"
I attempted to sound as cool as possible and rolled my eyes. "Yeah, whatever you say, princess"
She swiftly turned around and started to walk back to her car. I decided to take a risk, so I swiftly caught up with her. I continued to pick her up bridal style and carry her the rest of the way to her car. I hoped she couldn't feel how fast my heart was beating. Before I put her down I whispered in her ear, "Hey cupcake, I'll see you in Mrs. P's tomorrow."
She replied with an abundance of sarcasm. "Yeah, whatever"
She rolled her eyes and I couldn't help but smirk. I walked back over to my motorcycle where all my friends were. For the last half hour of lunch, I spent sneaking little sights of her, careful not to get caught by her. I noticed her look over her shoulder at me. I pretended to laugh with my friends even though I had no clue what they were talking about.