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Chapter 1
Jamie’s P.O.V.
The next day, I rushed into the school, right to ELA.
“Hello, partner.” Nick was already in the room, sitting at the desk next to mine. “What’s the hurry?”
“I just… I like being the first one to class.” I lied. He gave me a knowing smile and looked away. I hated the thought that he might know what I was really up to.
The rest of the class filed into the room and Mrs. Hoover got started. “Today you will read chapter one, two, and three of the story and write a paragraph on the main character’s personality. I would help you, but I’ve never read this book, and don’t want to. So, get started.”
“Wow, Mrs. Hoover sure is enthusiastic about this,” I commented as she took out her phone and began playing on it.
“That’s for sure. She’s so inspiring,” he replied. We both looked at each other and started cracking up.
“Jamie, Nick! Get to work!” Mrs. Hoover yelled.
“What a hypocrite,” Nick muttered, making me want to laugh again. I looked down at the book we were supposed to be reading.
“Wow, this looks bo-oring. But we should probably start reading,” I said.
“Okay,” Nick agreed “I’ll read the first chapter.” He went on to read, and no matter how stupid the plot was, I was entranced. It was the way he spoke, his facial expressions, and the occasional hand gestures that had me so fascinated. He had a flow to his words that made it seem as if it was him who wrote the book. For the first time in ages, I enjoyed a novel.
He would also stop at times to tell stories or make jokes he had thought of while reading. I would just sit and listen, laughing at times. We were acting just like old friends. And I loved it.
“Once, my mom had me make dinner while she was at a meeting, but I accidentally burnt the spaghetti. So then I searched through my freezer and found a few microwavable spaghetti containers, heated them up, and my mom couldn’t tell the difference,” Nick told me, laughing.
“My mom would be able to tell in a second! She only cooks her own food, so she’s always saying how terrible store bought meals are. She’s practically a personal chef,” I explained.
“You’re lucky.”
“I guess so,” I mumbled, “But you know what, Nick? I think ELA is my new favorite subject. Wanna guess why?”
“Why?” he asked, smirking.
“Because my new best friend is in this class.”
“I was thinking the exact same thing.” Nick smiled. I smiled back.
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