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Jessie smiled, What's the number, we can text! he grinned again opening the cover, his wasn't as cool, but hey, it worked.

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She faked to be listening to the rambling teacher, she knew that he would never look up here for any reason, really. I had to change it once I moved, but this one is 630-7773 She was proud of herself to remember that one, her other number was like 444-5555, or close.

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Jesse nodded punching in the numbers,

Hey is it working? ;D

he smiled over at Stevie to see if she had got it.

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Opening the message she got right to replying, after all texting was much funner when the teacher wasn't listning. The teacher was a sub, and had given some odd assignment about The Declaration of Independence, she only caught some of his words "1 pages on why it was written, and why Indepence was needed... due by next Monday..."

Yea! <3

She texted back.

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Jesse grinned agian as the text flashed onto his screen,

You need a partner for the project? Just tell the sub I'm a retard or sumthing and move over here.

The cursor flashed a few seconds before he hit send, did he do the right thing?

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She rolled her eyes as the sub kept dragging on about this worthless project... but hey, Jesse was obviously 10 times better at this subject than she was.

Of course, only I know nothing about whatever we have to do that um.. project on.. LOL

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A couple of retards we are, at least we will get an A for effort.

He grinned and hit send again, his blue eyes flashed over to stevie, but only for a second, he didn't want her to think he was staring.

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She scribbled a few smiley faces on her paper as the teacher looked at her, sighing, seeing she was the rich, popular sort but at least he looked away. Her blonde hair was neatly put in a ponytail, with her bangs nearly covering her right ey

LOL <33 is this teacher as weird as the English teacher??

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LMAO! Werider!

He smiled adding little faces and what to his text for added affect.

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Messing around with her phone, she changed her background to a photo of rain on a window, the image of a heart was drawn by someone's finger, it was her favorite image on her phone.

LOL!! He's really odd.. really odd.

She added a smiley after her last odd, ;< )

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Get with your partners! yelled the teacher.

Jesse got up quickly and sat in front of Stevie, Yes he high fived her, So what are us idiots doing? he teased.

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S T E V I E ♥ »

Smile even when you feel like crying.

Well, I hope I can make through the day without 100 pounds of homework to do when I get home! Today was a day she wished her and a few friends could go and hang out at Starbucks, for her time stood still when she was there, it was safe to call her a addict to that place, and coffee which was a reason she could stay up all night and not show any symptons of a tired mind. She taped her nails along the desk, waiting for the teacher to walk out of the room, busy with the fight that they still were trying to hush down to a minor roar. This school.. is the 'good' kind of crazy... I guess you could say. She whispered as the teacher gave the class a stern face, as if he had a whip in his hand, which he would use if he had the chance to, Stevie didn't like him already, and it was day 1 of the entire school year.

It makes you feel better.

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Jesse nodded, Yeah, I like it, all the fights and what not, guess there's just too much testrone to go around. he grinned his wide toothed grin, running his fingers through his hair. Stevie, what are you doing after school?

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Jesse nodded, You're going to Tiffany's party right? I mean, she is your best friend? Jesse stared deeply at her eyes, they were really pretty, captivating too. Maybe it was beacuse she was from London, but who really knew?

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I think I love you.

She looked at the front of the room, the teacher busily typing something.. to someone. Of course I'm going! Are you?

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Nothing compares to this silent hour.