"Here, take this. You can call me to-" Arty was shoved into a locker, away from his crush, Nina.
"Arty why are you here talking to girls? We have to get this project done tonight!" Abigail yelled, smacking him over the head.
"Ouch! Stop!" Arty hissed, whacking away Abigail's arms. "Can't you see I'm busy?"
Nina glanced between the two. "Uh .. Listen Arty, I'll call you later. It looks like you're busy." She waved.
"Nina wait," Arty tried, but she was already gone.
"Well, now that she's gone we can work!" Abigail chirped.
Arty slammed his head against the locker.
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Short Story"lol u there?" "Use proper grammar." "no u" "Ugh." Arty can't stand that he has to be in a project with all around quirky girl, Abigail. He hates her, with a passion. Arty knows Abigail is smart, that's why she's in Arty's Advanced Calculus. When th...
