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“Take your seats!” he barked. “Silence in the classroom!”

Oh, Mr. Stone! You just saved my life! Literally!

Trying to ignore Sabrina, I casually opened my notebook and began doing what all normal students usually do in lectures. Namely, doodling .

Sabrina snatched the notebook from under my hand before I could even finish my masterpiece. I turned and glared at her. The girl was writing something down feverishly crossing stuff out, then writing it again. She pushed the notebook back towards me. Couldn’t she use her own? There was a single sentence on the page.

“What did you just say?” it read.

I glanced at her. “Have you gone deaf?” crossed my mind, but now there was genuine surprise in her eyes.

“I said your sweater looks cool,” I wrote down.

Sabrina frowned, and snatched the notebook again.

“You don’t actually like the sweater, do you?” she quickly wrote. I stared at her again. Does she really think I’m going to write a heartfelt confession that I had spent a good chunk of time staring at her chest? Yes, they do say there’s a blonde in every woman…

“But I do, I also love Nine Inch Nails, ” I scribbled.

She snorted and kicked me under the table.

“Come on, you primitive creature!” Sabrina wrote. “Back off, please,” I think my response was quite concise. Then followed a written exchange that resembled more a fencing session than a civilized dialogue.

“Jack, did you break your fingers? Can’t you write better?”

“You’re such a pain!”

“Just answer me and I’ll leave you alone.”

Should I risk it and say what she wants to hear? Or she’ll drain me.

“Yes.”

“Yes as in..?”

Not only deaf, but also dumb. Unbelievable!

“Yes, I think you have a beautiful chest,” I wrote down and placed a period in bold to signal the end of this ridiculous exchange.

The girl glared at me, then smiled. Not quite what I was expecting. Sticking a pen into my knee cap was more in line with her character. Instead, she leaned back in her chair slightly and began to examine me with curiosity, as if seeing me for the first time.