“You seem happier than usual today, Ariana,” Mrs. Sorun acknowledged as I bounced around the classroom. She was exhausted, but she wasn't about to miss the opportunity to joke with Tré. “Don't tell me… Tre finally decided to leave you in charge, so you tied him to the bed and did whatever you wanted to him. Because if I did, let me tell you I'm very jealous because he always wants to be the rough one, and I mean he pulls my hair, he bites, he scratches, he tries his best to get off my back, when we're..." "If don't stop talking nonsense," Three interrupted before she had a chance to finish. "How many times will it take me to tell you to leave me alone?" "Put me here on the desk and if I scream loud enough, I might think about it later." With a lascivious look in her eyes, she quickly unbuttoned the top buttons of her shirt; revealing a load of cleavage. “Or are you too shy with so many people around?” “Your mind must be full of vile thoughts, images and fantasies that help you put you to sleep at night and it's a shame the school can only afford someone like you to teach us." "I guess that's a no to 'do it myself', then." "Yeah, that's not even in the current equation. Besides, you wouldn't know what to do with me.” “Tsk, boy, get out of here with that shit,” she laughed before turning serious. “I would tear you apart so much that you would call me mom when we were done. I bet you wouldn't last a minute..." Those two can go on and on. "And where were you two the other day?" Tia questioned me as I sat down. Her eyes were wide; sparkling with interest. A smirk spread across his face. "We got lost, we arrived an hour late at the haunted house, I saw him screaming,... middle of paper... I should take Tre's advice and go to seek "professional help." “Girls have dated men far worse than him, yet you say you need professional help?” “Only crazy people can like other crazy people.” “Do you really like him that much?” he laughed, stopping at a traffic light. “And if he is, all the girls who date him beforehand have to agree with you. And you're cute, Ariana; How many times do I have to tell you?” “They probably already have and it doesn't matter how many times I hear it; I find that hard to believe." "If you keep acting like this he won't find you attractive at all. Hell, I'm a girl and I wouldn't dare date you. Have a little faith in yourself and make him regret laughing at your love confession." “It wasn't a love confession,” I corrected her. “I just happened to miss it in the heat of the moment and now I regret it.”