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Post by Devyn on Apr 22, 2007 18:07:54 GMT
Alex glanced beside her at him and made a little face, fixing her glasses and looked back down at the book and the worksheet the professor had given them.
Stupid, stuck-up jerk.
She was a pretty girl, but it would help to show it if she ever combed her hair and got rid of her reading glasses. Not to mention she wore clothes that didn't exactly hug the nice curves she had, instead they hung loosely, not showing off that she had a smoking body underneath.
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Post by PirateOTC on Apr 22, 2007 18:11:36 GMT
He started working. On his own. Not asking Alex anything. After awhile he sighed and leaned back in his chair after had been thinking for 5 minutes for the answer to one question on the sheet.
Hate history..
soon he drifted off in a daydream about the party he'd go to in the weekend..he drum his pen slowly on the side of the desk, making an irritating noise with it
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Post by Devyn on Apr 22, 2007 18:13:49 GMT
Alex could only handle his irritation for so long and she turned to face him, grabbing the pen from his hand, not realizing she'd end up face to face with him.
Whoa.... blue eyes...
She shook herself out of that thought and made her voice stern.
"Stop tapping."
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Post by PirateOTC on Apr 22, 2007 18:17:14 GMT
He looked at her and then down at her hand holding his pen. Silence as he looked back up at her then said;
"Can I have my pen back?"
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Post by Devyn on Apr 22, 2007 18:20:18 GMT
Alex sighed and held his pen back out to him.
"Do you want help or am I going to waste my time with you?"
If he really did want help, she'd feel too guilty if she didn't tutor him, but if he didn't want help then she wasn't going to bother.
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Post by PirateOTC on Apr 22, 2007 18:25:05 GMT
He shrugged and grabbed the pen and looked down on his sheet
"What's the answer to question five?" he looked at her again, always having a slight 'superior' look on his feature. Especially when he really didnt want help from someone like her...but neither did he want to fail..
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Post by Devyn on Apr 22, 2007 18:29:01 GMT
Alex glanced at her own paper, having answered that question nearly twenty minutes ago. She wasn't going to just tell him though, so she reached over and flipped his book open to the page where she'd found the answer and pointed.
"Read for yourself."
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Post by PirateOTC on Apr 22, 2007 18:33:49 GMT
He glanced at her, then took the book, leaned back in his chair and started reading...as he tapped with the pen on the side of the desk again. He always did something like that when he felt uncomfortable...
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Post by Devyn on Apr 22, 2007 18:34:37 GMT
Alex growled a little, glancing at him again, not able to concentrate.
"Seriously, stop."
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Post by PirateOTC on Apr 22, 2007 18:40:03 GMT
He looked at her and he switched from being an irritating punk, to the snob with manners again.
"Sorry" he stopped immidiately, straightened up in his chair and read quietly, then jotted down some answer for question 5
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