I stared down at my math homework groggily.  I stayed up for the majority of the night trying to figure this stuff out, and I’m still not down.  I’ve probably got around twenty freaking problems left, then a whole ‘nother section I have to do! 

                “Someone looks…stressed?” she laughed before sitting down on the bench next to me, her belly still not back to its usual flatness.  “Don’t stare, Spence, it’s rude.”

                “Sorry.”  I smiled and looked down at her art pad, which was showing a black and white sketch of her boy.    “How is he?”

                “Good, good.  Still keeping me up at night, though.”

                “Yeah, Clay told me when he was over there last night he kept crying.”

                She nodded and scanned me over.  “You don’t look like you got much sleep, either.  Please tell me you weren’t up all night doing this stuff?” she said, gesturing to the papers spread out in front of me.

                “I’d be lying.”  She smiled and shook her head at my work-ethics.

                “Hey, come on.  The bell’s about to ring and I do NOT feel like being late, again.”  And, as if on cue, the bell rung out through the speakers across campus and students started flailing around and running like gunshots were going off.

                So, me and Chelsea avoided the other students as best we can.  Apparently, there was some big Bio test in Carmichael’s class that no one had the grade to miss, or be late to.  He’s the biggest hard-ass I’ve ever met, and I had him sophomore year.  Seriously, I’ve never been so grateful for physics this year. 

                “Ugh, I remember when we had him,” Chels said, nodding in the direction of the large, bald-headed man.  “Worst hour of my entire school day, back then.”

                “Just wait until Shawn gets stuck with him, when he comes here.”

                “Ugh!” she cringed.  “Spence, don’t get me started.  There’s plenty of time before I have to worry about high school for him.”

                We both sat down in our usual seats for our first hour History class, laughing together.  All the other students were busy talking about what party they went to during the weekend, or what ‘bitches they fucked’ at said party.