6 - Studies and Chill
James
“Are you in trouble?”
“Of course, you’d think I’m here because I’m in trouble.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes at me, and I ignored the itch to do something completely irrational and uncivilized. “Mister Steven asked me to assist him after class.”
Steven? The Math teacher. He had grey hair and looked like the sweet grandpa who snuck a few sugar candies to you when your mom wasn’t looking.
I fell in step beside her, our footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. “I didn’t know students could assist teachers.”
“I only help him because he gives chocolates. Look, James.” She pulled out two dark toffees in a bright wrapper from her skirt. Her eyes were dancing with a gleam of joy and it made me happy to see her like that.
“Why don’t you address me properly as you
