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Chapter 73: I Didn't Throw It

Song Quote: Literal Legend
I can be your Lindsay Lohan, I can be Madonna.
I can be your Marilyn Monroe, I can be Rihanna.
So call me Courtney Love, I'm your extra dose of drama.
Your fans call you mother but bitch, my fans call me mama.
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(back on the writing grind. let's get it.)

Your POV:

"Hey, (N/n)."

The sound of your name made you perk up from your textbook, allowing you to instantly make eye contact with your blonde friend.

"Studying during break time? Nerd." He playfully stuck his tongue out at you before lightly hitting you on the head. "Do something else with your free time."

"I have a math exam after this." You replied, your gaze falling back down onto your notebook as you continued writing out the formula. "I need to lock in."

"Really? What's the Pythagorean Theorem?"

"A squared plus B squared equals C squared."

"What is it used for?"

"Triangles. Finding the side lengths."

"Why not just ask Gray for help? He's a human calculator." He sighed, placing his crossed arms on your desk and resting his head, looking up at you. "I'm about to head there anyway."

"One more problem.."

"Hm.. Right." He muttered, while you were scribbling down numbers.

Subtract seven on both sides, divide by two on both sides, multiply by.. Yeah, no.

"I need Gray for this." You sighed, closing your notebook and grabbing your pencil before standing up.

Teddy followed right after, a satisfied hum emitting from him as soon as you exited the classroom.

"You hungry?"

"A little bit." You answered, a small craving beginning to form within your head. "Maybe a melon pan.."

"Already done." His hand reached out in front of you, presenting the wrapped pastry you were just craving.

A soft "oh!" escaped from your lips as you quickly thanked him while taking it.

"You thirsty too?" He added on, while you unwrapped the pastry and took a bite. 

"In a little bit."

While you were busy eating the pasty, he took the time to take your notebook and pencil out your other hand.

"It's so weird seeing you without any injuries.." He commented, raising a hand behind his head to let his hair loose from his hair tie. "You always have at least one limb broken for months."

"Don't jinx it. I'm getting sick of having casts and crutches after every fight I'm in." You sighed, taking another bite of the pastry and shaking your head. "It's frustrating at times."

"I'm sure we won't get into a fight anytime soon.." He hummed, combing a hand through his hair. "I'm not interested in fighting at this moment."

"That's a first." You let out a small laugh, earning a scoff from him.