"Ugh, go screw your mom." I rolled my eyes at his flirting with me.

"Eh, I might, if I wasn't here with you." He smirked.

I wanted to turn around and хлопать, привкус him hard across the face. Instead, I kicked behind me, and he fell to the floor with a loud groan.

Bridgette laughed. "Owwww, that's GOT to hurt!"

"Shut the fuck up..." Duncan сказал(-а) before groaning in pain again.

I had kicked him in a very precious place to men. Hehe, and I'll do it again!

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Duncan's POV: After gym, I still had pain, but it wasn't bad enough to be physically noticed. I had fucking math, so I followed my schedule up to room 344, and picked a сиденье, место, сиденья in the back. I always sit in the back - well, with the acception of homeroom - because i never want to be called on. I'm too lazy to do my homework или do schoolwork или answer a simple math question.

A few people I knew came in and sat in free seats - Geoff sat directly Далее to me, since he's my best bud, LeShawna sat in a front row with Beth and Harold, Lindsay and Katie sat in a middle row, and the Далее person to come in, i couldn't help but laugh.

Courtney groaned. "Please tell me this isn't math 344?!"

I inhaled through my teeth, creating a hissing sound. "I can't tell Ты that."

She groaned again and relentlessly picked a сиденье, место, сиденья directly Далее to my on my left.

The seats were all pretty close to each other, since there were about forty kids in one small math room.

"Ok," A male teacher wiped chalk off his hands and stood in the front of the room at his desk. "I am Mr. Ilandro, but Ты can call me Mr. I. I am your ninth and tenth grade math teacher, not your calculus. Calculus is with Mrs. Erablei." (message from 7GG- sorry, did i spell "calculus" right? wouldnt know, im only in seventh grade xD, duh!)

"OK, let's start by taking attendance. Alishia Mendez?"

"Here."

"Bryan Fitzgerald?"

"Here."

"Courtney Smith?"

"Here." That angelic voice, so smooth and sweet.

"Duncan Payne?"

"Here."

Courtney giggled a bit, possibly at my last name. I looked over at her. "You want me to bring it to you?" I asked slyly, holding up a tight fist, my knuckles turning deathly white over my tan skin.

Her eyes widened and she shut up.

Courtney's POV: Duncan is soooooo annoying! GAH!!!

Mr. I finished rolecall, otherwise my quiet ranting.

"Elizibeth Charles?"

"Here."

And so on. I tuned out of attendance real fast. I was daydreaming, but I didn't know why. I tried to stop, but I just couldn't. Something had a hold of me in my daydream state and I couldn't get out.

Those hypnotizing blue eyes, staring me down. Staring me up. Staring me all over, watching me, studying me. Princess, was I, as I did not Переместить as a pair of чирок eyes adored me.

GAH STOP IT!!!!!!!!!

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After third period, I had language arts, so I followed Duncan - God knows why I did - since he had basically the same schedule as me. Ugh, it irked me a lot but I also didn't care.

Once I sat down in the language arts room, Duncan just HAD to sit by me. Ugh, I seriously wanted to hit him.

I glared at him with deadly eyes. "You want me to kick Ты again?"

He leaned in to whisper, "Why don't Ты Kiss me instead? It's like kicking me in a precious place, but with your lips." He smirked. Was there any time in his life when he's NOT smirking?!

"Fuck no." I whispered back before sitting strait as the teacher came in.

"Good morning, class, I am Mrs. Adams, and I teach ninth grade english and language courses. How many students do I have, thirty? Wow. Ok, I know you're all here, so why don't we pair up in partners and one person from each pair can go and get a book from the back table."

Duncan grabbed my arm and smirked at me, "Wanna be partners, Princess?"

I rolled my eyes with really no other choice to do. "Fine."