Biology was Veda's favorite subject. She loved the experiments they did and the thrill of creating new things. However, biology became her least favorite subject and class. Why? Because he was in it. Adonis was once again placed next to the straight A student.
"Nice seeing you again, DuBois," Adonis says with a cocky smile. Veda rolls her eyes.
"Wish I could say the same."
"Oh, don't be like that V," Zuri says from behind her.
"And whose this?" Adonis asks.
"Zuri. Zuri Zimbola. And you must be Adonis Lewis."
Adonis shakes her hand.
"Nice to meet you," He says.
Veda rolls her eyes as the two talk.
"This makin you jealous, DuBois?" Adonis asked. Once more Veda rolled her eyes.
They were given a lab to do and Veda begged to work on her own.
"Sorry Veda," Mr. Cooke, their bio teachers, tells her. "But you have a lab partner for a reason."
Veda groaned and turned to Adonis.
"Let's just get this over with," She says. Veda puts on her goggles over her glasses. She begins pouring different chemicals into different beakers.
"Uh, Veda," Adonis says quietly.
"I don't think the red is suppose to mix with the black."
"Yea it is. It says mix red with the bl-" Veda stopped when she noticed the paper didn't say black. "Uh oh."
The beaker began to fizz and the liquid began to ooze out.
"Mr. Cooke," Adonis calls and the teacher's eyes grew.
"Get down!" He yells. Everyone does so, and the beaker explodes. Glass and dark red liquid fly everywhere, destroying the classroom. "What happened?"
"I, uh, accidentally mixed the black liquid and the red."
"Ms. DuBois, I am very disappointed in you," Mr. Cooke sighed, "Clean it up."
"Mr. Cooke it was my fault too," Adonis says. "I'll help her clean."
Mr. Cooke nodded and had the class evacuated to another room.
Veda was still upset that she got in trouble for the first time and said nothing while she and Adonis cleaned.
"Come on, DuBois," Adonis says. "Cheer up. It's not like you got suspended or something."
"I still got in trouble. I broke a beaker and almost got someone or myself hurt."
"Well you didn't. So get your head out the clouds and cheer up."
Veda rolled her eyes. After a couple of minutes of silence the bell rang. The two still weren't done cleaning and sighed.
"You can leave you know," Veda tells him.
"And let you have all the fun? I love cleaning!"
Veda, once again, rolled her eyes at Adonis' sarcasm.
"You don't laugh, do you?" Adonis asks.
"I do. You're just not funny."
"Me? Not funny? Come on now."
"You really aren't."
"You probably like science and grammar jokes."
"I do like grammar jokes. Science," Veda looked around. "Not so much."
"Then why don't you laugh?"
"I already told you," Veda says, now sweeping glass, "I do laugh. You just aren't funny."
"Well if I can make you laugh then I should be able to get a date then," Adonis suggests.
"A date? Sure. Why not? But I'm a tough nut to crack."