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Song of the chapter = Counting Stars by OneRepublic

"You suck at chemistry," I said.

"No, I don't," he replied.

Ugh!

"Alright, let's say you do not suck at chemistry. But, you do suck at the basics," I told him.

"No, I don't. I have the whole Periodic Table memorized," he told me.

We had been studying chemistry for about 2 hours, and this guy couldn't answer the simplest questions, but had been answering the hardest stuff. This explained it, he had been memorizing everything, whether he understood it or not.

"Okay, look. You can't just expect a good result by saying you've memorized the whole Periodic Table. You've only memorized the positions of the elements. You can't even tell the atomic number of a transition metal or an element which is at the bottom of a Group, can you?"

"Of course I can."

"Oh, really? What's the atomic number of francium?"

"Oh c'mon! Pfft, that's easy. It's 92."

"Wrong. It's 87."

"What? No, you're just lying."

"Check the periodic table. Unless you made up a new one, I don't think I am lying."

He looked at the Periodic Table, taped onto the wall behind him. He gaped at it for a few seconds and then turned back to face me.

"Alright, answer another question," I told him and started thinking.

"What's an ion?" I asked him. I already knew that he wouldn't be able to answer that question when I'll twist it a bit more later.

"A charged particle."

"And how does a particle get charged?"

"Um..." he trailed off.

"See? You're dumb at the basics. Now, I can only help you with this issue if you tell why you're so bad at basics."

"I don't know. I've been saying the stuff I learned back when I was in Canada."

"I'm pretty sure it's because you didn't learn anything. You just kept force-feeding yourself information without understanding any."

"You're right." He sighed.

"It's fine. We'll go through this tomorrow. It's late now, you should leave." I told him. I got up from the bed and walked with him to the parking lot.

"So, I'll pick you up tomorrow as well?" he asked me.

"Sure. I have work tomorrow too. Just don't make your friend come at me again or I'll seriously push you over a cliff." I joked

Wait, am I joking with him? Don't let your guard down, Ashley! I scolded myself.

He chuckled and I couldn't help but smile a little.

Ashley, don't you dare smile at him again.

He drove away, and I was all alone, yet again.

I went upstairs and finished some of my work in silence. After a while, I went down and made myself some dinner.

As I sat down to eat, I went through all the schoolwork, and the things I'd done today, and ticked my checklist.

I went to school. ✅

Fought fight with Tina. Blew up her nose(she deserved it). ✅

Got assigned in AP algebra, Biology, and Chemistry. ✅

Did the laundry. ✅

Cleaned the floors. ✅

What else? Oh yeah- made dinner.✅

All that's left is rearranging the shelves and making the bed.

I'll do those tomorrow.

I finished my dinner and took a warm shower. As I fell onto the bed, I turned off the lights.

Grabbing my phone, I scrolled through Youtube. I had almost nothing to do on my phone. I had no friends to text. No posts to comment on Instagram since I didn't really follow anyone, and nobody really followed me. I have no stories to go through. I only followed a few celebrities, and some unknown people followed me. So, I never expected any notifications to pop up.

But that night was different.

Just as I was clicking on an interesting video to watch, my phone vibrates and the last thing I saw on the screen was two notifications, as the phone fell on my face.

"Jeez," I muttered and picked the device up. I was so startled.

(@__ashleycarter__): You have a follow request from @__bradler420.

(@__ashleycarter__): You have a direct message from @__bradler420.

What the hell?

I opened Instagram and saw a DM from Brian.

Yeah, it was.

I hated this guy...

I went ahead and accepted his follow request, and sent him a follow request myself. Then, I turned my screen off and put it on the bed-side table.

I closed my eyes, hoping sleep would come to me soon, but my mind had different plans.

Brian is so swee-

No no no! Ashley, you can't think about him now. The past two years, you've spent building up the walls around you. Tho, he is kinda nice-

Ashley, your life is already a mess, you can't have this. Stop thinking about him already. He's probably just a player, so don't worry about him anymore. He's not worth messing up your system.

"Shut up!" I shouted out into my empty dark room. With my eyes closed, I took deep breathes and tried to clear up my mind.

"Damn today was exhausting," was the last thing I thought before drifting off to sleep.

***

Even if I was able to stop myself at that moment, I wasn't able to for the rest of the night. As I floated off to sleep-land, I knew I was in trouble.

If dreams were small stories, tonight's main character would be a certain messy dark-haired dumb boy.

QOTD: What was the weirdest dream you've ever seen?

Fun Fact: 

One night, I had a dream about a guy. That guy looked so much like Brian, but his I couldn't see his face. The main idea of writing this book came from that dream, so I thought, why not include my dream as Ashley's dream?

Song chosen by: MyWiFiSucks15-7-5

Text slide by: MyWiFiSucks15-7-5 and MyNetworkSucks

A/N: I'd like to thank @MyWiFiSucks15-7-5 for editing this chapter and publishing it at the right time. I was out of town from 19th February to 23rd February, so I didn't get the time to work on this chapter. But Ally took the responsibility and did it. Love you !!!