I ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ƒα¢є тнє ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ωнєη ιт'ѕ ∂ιяє {Mat}

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Surprise showed briefly on Kyne's face before it vanished. He didn't usually show his emotions. "Well, let's hope you can do chemistry at more than a first grade level," he said.

[mationix]

Cecelia winced, faltering a little. "Don't hold your breath," she finally said, twisting her fingers in her lap. "I suck at chemistry, to tell you the truth."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Great," Kyne muttered. "I guess we're both failing, then."

[mationix]

Cecelia swore under her breath. "You're kidding right? Please tell me you're kidding," she said, looking a little panicked, "tell me you're actually a genius when it comes to this." She then paused and frowned at him. "You're too busy looking 'good' to the ladies, to pay attention in class aren't you?" She demanded, jumping to her own conclusions. She let her head fall to the desk, feeling exhausted. "We're screwed."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Kyne raised his eyebrows at her outburst. "Relax, firecracker. We're not actually going to fail. We might get a C-, but we're not going to fail." He was actually fairly smart, he just didn't give a s*** for the most part. He did find it amusing how she mentioned him 'looking good to the ladies.' It wasn't like he actively tried to capture girls' attention. She had a lot to learn about him.

[mationix]

Cecelia let out a sigh. A C- she could live with. She'd have to explain to her mother why she got it, though she could work something around it. Maybe add in something about drama. Eh...it would work itself out in the end. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her hands over her chest. "Fine. Good actually. What's our first project?" She asked, suddenly getting down to business.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Kyne shrugged. "Probably something lame," he said. He hated chemistry. Some science was okay, but chemistry irritated him. Mostly because it would be useless in the life he had ahead of him, just like most classes he was taking now that he was a junior. Like pre-calc.

[mationix]

Cecelia sighed her agreement. "I just hope this won't be a take home project," she muttered. She would go a little bit crazy if the two had to speak to one another outside of school. That was going to be a push... Actually, this whole entire year would be a push, if things were turning out like this class.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"I see you've all found your seats," the teacher said. She smiled at them. "Let's begin our first lab, shall we?"

(And I don't feel like thinking too hard, so I'm not going to come up with a real lab for them to do )

[mationix]

(XD Okie dokie~)

Cecelia shifted in her seat, trying to slowly edge away from Kyne. This was the moment of truth... Even she she hadn't turned around, she could feel eyes boring into her back, already scrutinizing her. She had hoped that they would figure out that she was not competition, that they would loose interest with her. That time had not come yet.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

They got started on the lab. Kyne didn't seem to notice how uncomfortable she was. He was too focused on trying to decode the words on their assignment. Eventually he threw up his hands. "Do you understand any of this?"

[mationix]

Cecelia ruffled her hair with her hands, looking frazzled. "And I though Latin was difficult," she muttered, dropping her pencil on the desk, letting out a sigh. "It seems like she wants us to combine compounds and liquids together...though I could just be making this up." She sighed again, mentally exhausted, and put her cheek against her fist. And this wasn't even the halfway mark for the school day...

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Kyne reread the assignment one last time before deciding to just get on with it. So he started the lab, doing the best he could.

[mationix]

She glanced up at him, frowning a bit. "Trying to figure out what to do?" She asked, sitting up straighter. She hesitated for a moment, before peering over at his worksheet, trying to figure out what he was doing.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"I think we're supposed to..." And he went on to explain how he'd interpreted the lab. As he spoke, he realized she wasn't smiling or fluttering her eyelashes at him. He'd never considered how nice it would be to not have a girl all over him while he was trying to have a conversation.

[mationix]

"You're speaking English, though I have no idea what you're saying," she muttered, sighing and leaning her cheek on her arm. "I think I understood what you're saying, though it's going through one ear and then out the other," she continued, closing her eyes.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"I find that doing works better than listening," Kyne said. "Let me show you what I mean." He went through the steps of the lab, keeping his mouth shut and just letting her watch.

[mationix]

Cecelia hesitated for another moment, debating if this was a good idea -she could still feel the hatred rolling off of those girls in waves-, when finally she shrugged and leaned closer to him. Her eyes followed what he wrote and tried to understand what he was doing. It was a lot easier than before, though she still didn't understand most of it. She knew what he was doing, yes, but she was still a little confused as to how he got answers. Periodically, she would break the silence with a "Why're you doing that?" or a "Oh...I think I got it."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Before long, or at least what felt like a short amount of time, the bell rang. Kyne looked up, surprised. "Crap," he said. "We didn't finish."

[mationix]

She glanced up, a little surprised at how quickly time seemed to have gone. How odd... she mused to herself. She bent down to gather her things, before getting up. She slung her backpack over her shoulder, shifting her weight from foot to foot. She wasn't about to ask if he wanted to get together to finish it, God knew how much she didn't want that to happen, though it felt a little weird to just leave the worksheet like that. "So...I'll see you later?" Cecelia said, already backing up towards the door.