It Goes There // Josh Dun + Twenty One Pilots

five // for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction

--Chicago's P.O.V--

"I am horrible at biology, but I love it at the same time. Does that make any sense?" Lilac asked as we walked side by side towards the science room.

"It sorta does," I responded, "but why would you love something if you are horrible at it?"

Lilac shrugged. "I really have no clue whatsoever."

Biology was a fairly easy class for me, but sometimes it took some effort. However, I still managed to come out with an A.

My whole family were science nerds aside from my dad, who was a gigantic math genius. My mother was a doctor, so science came very easy to her and she was willing to help my siblings and I whenever we needed it, which was not often. We were all considered borderline geniuses.

"After school, Kailyn wants you to help her with algebra," Lilac remarked, holding on the door open for me.

I ducked under her arm before shaking my head. "Tell her I can't today. The vice-principal called my mom about the Elodie situation, so I'm supposed to come straight home. Aiden's driving me home and promising that he'll be there for moral support since Garrett can't come and defend me because of basketball practice."

"I just can't believe that you got in a fight with Elodie," my best friend mused. "Everyone knew it was going to happen. I just didn't think it was going to happen today."

I rolled my eyes at her before hurrying to my seat.

My seat was at the very back of the room at one of the lab tables. Considering the fact that I was one of his best students, Mr. Brown, put me at the one of the tables where he could watch the people that goof off. The people that never do their work always got put in a desk. The lab tables were like a special gift for being good.

There were five lab tables in the room which should seat four people on metal stools. I was sitting at the one in the corner next to the window. Nobody else sat with me which was fantastic. I preferred to be alone when I did my work.

I unzipped my Dan and Phil galaxy backpack, pulling out my notebook and laptop, before zipping it back up and sitting it down on the stool beside me.

The bell rang, signaling that if you weren't in class yet, you were going to face some serious consequences.

"Okay, class," Mr. Brown began, "before we begin I would like to reveal the results to our last tests that we took. Some were worse than I would have liked, but most of the class passed."

He began calling out names, asking if the person would like to have his or her grade read out loud or would he or she like to come up and keep it to themselves.

I always had him read mine out loud because I normally never got below or an A, occasionally a B. Besides, if I did fail, I'd prefer everyone to know about it before probably running in the bathroom and crying.

I was a perfectionist. Most of the time that wasn't a good thing, but that was how my parents raised my whole family to be. The only person out of my family that wasn't a perfectionist was Jonah. That was one of the main reasons why Jonah and Noah butted heads all the time.

Suddenly the door opened, interrupting Mr. Brown. All our heads turned to see none other than the boy with bright blue hair.

"Oh, you must be Joshua," Mr. Brown muttered, glancing at his attendance sheet. "I'll dismiss this tardy since it is your first day, but try to be here on time from now on." He sat his sheet down on his desk before continuing to flip through the tests. "Joshua, you may have a seat across from Chicago, the girl with the bright red hair in the back."