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    Chances – (Chapter: High on Life)

    "I hate poetry." Skyler moans on our way to chemistry.

    "It’s not that bad." I say.

    "Are you high?" He says seriously.

    "You know you’re the second person to ask me that today."

    "Who else asked you."

    "My mom."

    "What did you say?"

    "High on life." He giggles. We walk into the room and sit. Class goes by slowly. All we did was a lab dealing with mass and volume. Nothing cool dealing with acid or anything. How boring.

    "I’ll see you and Spence at lunch." I nod and walk to the gym. I arrive early and notice Spencer’s stuff already there. Damn she must have gotten dressed already. I stand in my shorts and bra looking for my shirt.

    "You look good in that bra." I smile and look into smiling blue eyes. "I bet you look better with out it." She smirks. Did it just get hot in here? I can’t think of a witty comeback in time. "Close your eyes." She whispers. I do as told. I feel her fingers run up my arms and shiver. Her breath tickles my lips. I lean in only to have cloth thrown on my head.

    "What the?"I look and see its my shirt and Spencer nowhere to be seen. "That sneaky bitch." I say aloud. I hurry and put my shirt on and exit the dressing room. I sit in the role call line, I am conveniently located behind Spencer. Thank you alphabetical order. Haley and Bentzen enter the gym together red, out of breath, and late. I chuckle seeing Haley lick her lips in Bentzen’s direction than turn to us. Spencer turns to me.

    "What?"

    "Bentzen is totally Haley’s bitch." We both laugh.

    "Would you girls like to share something with the class?" Haley asks. Spencer shakes her head but I speak up.

    "I was just wondering if it was fun is all." Haley gives me a confused stare. I see Spencer trying to hold her laughter.

    "If what was fun?" She asks annoyed.

    "Dominating Bentzen." I say nonchalantly. She glares at me and I see Mrs. Bentzen turn a bright shade of red. The two classes still in the Gym erupt in laughter. Spencer puts her face in my neck shaking with glee. The teacher from my first day, I now know her as Ms. Williams, walks in.

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