Chapter 7: Chapter 7

"No!" We both yelled. Hold on, we?

I turned my head to Quinnel whose face was as red as when he was holding my bra. Why did I have to remember that? Now I'm blushing.

"Why not?" Connie asked looking at Quinnel.

"What? Did I say something?" He asked and I blinked at him turning my head to the three people left.

"Neve? What's up with him?" Ashley asked making me turn my head back to her shaking it to tell her I have no idea.

Quinnel opened his mouth talk and like the saying goes, saved by the bell! The bell actually rang and I knew Mr Finch was coming through that door soon. Sorry, spoke to soon... He's here.

"Good Morning students!" He greeted and we all smiled at him.

"Good Morning Sir!"

"Ooh! Smiling faces. This week sure is going to be great." He said and I nodded my head.

He smiled at me before his eyes went to Quinnel.

"Ashford. Always nice to see you." He greeted.

Hoots covered the whole class and I rolled my eyes. What's so special?

"Pleasure is all mine sir. And I trust you had a fantastic weekend?" He replied.

"Of course. Of course. Did you?"

I saw Quinnel's eyes glance over to mine briefly before he looked back at Mr Finch.

"It was fantastic. I reconciled with an old friend of mine finally!"

"That's great! Congratulations!" Mr Finch replied looking so happy.

Why is he happy? You don't even know who the friend is!

"Thank you very much sir."

"Hemple. Come on. You're a transfer student, come up here and introduce yourself." He said waving at Zaire who smirked standing up.

Hoots like before covered the whole class and I almost cursed at them. Even Connie and Ashley were hooting. Even Quinnel is. Ugh!!!

"Well, I don't think I actually need any introduction. Everyone knows me, right guys?" He asked facing the class.

"Of course!!!!" They yelled in reply and I rolled my eyes yet again.

"You do know Six muscles are holding your eyes to the socket? Stop stressing the muscles." Quinnel whispered leaning in closer and I rolled my eyes yet again before I stuck my tongue at him.

"Class Assistant?" Mr Finch called and I stood up.

"Yes sir?"

"Come here and call the register." He said waving me over. I nodded my head and walked to him.

Picking up the register book, I called the names.

"Quinnel Ashford?"

No response.

I looked up to see him smiling at me.

"Quinnel Ashford is absent in school, I see." I said and he stuck his tongue at me. Like a child.

You did that just three minutes ago. My mind told me.

"Present." He said and I rolled my eyes at him.

After calling all the names, I was about to go and sit when Zaire called me back.

"Cap!" He yelled and I looked up at him.

"You didn't call my name." He said.

"Oh sorry. It wasn't in the register book. Zaire Hemple?"

"Present my lady." He said taking a small bow.

I smiled shaking my head and went back to my seat. Taking a seat, the class commenced.

When class was over, I stood up to pack my notes when Quinnel moved his chair near mine.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

He just stared up at me and I blinked my eyes.

"Stop doing that." He groaned and I blinked more in confusion.

"Stop doing what? Stop standing?" I asked.

"Ugh! What class do you have next?" He