CHAPTER 13: The Mixer

GABRIEL’s P.O.V.

Monday morning. Our teacher in Biology asked us to do some activities related to photosynthesis. To my amusement, Claire and I became partners, and I didn’t have to put too much sweat in asking her, thanks to our teacher.

“So,” I started, “I’m glad our teacher decided that we should be partners...”

“Yeah, me too. I don’t have to put too much sweat in doing this project.”

“Why?” I asked her.

“You’re too smart, Gab. I bet you don’t even need my help to finish this task.”

I just chuckled, didn’t know what to do after she complimented me. My cheeks felt warm, and I could see in her eyes the amusement as she saw me blushed.

“I’m not as smart as you are, Claire.”

“Psssh. Humble folks, eh?”

“No, not really.” She just laughed at my response.

“Yes, you are. I also heard our teachers talking about you being a candidate for our class valedictorian this year,” she stated.