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“Ben-ja-min!”
    “You should try staying out of situations dude.” Markus suggested. He smiled and shook his head after stopping beside my desk. “First, there was that incident with you and Shane…” he started to point out.
    In that instant, Dean snapped his pencil in his bunched hand. His face hardened and the muscles on his jaw popped out as he bit down. I could feel the waves of anger emanating from him. Markus also observed Dean’s behavior, but then turned back to me after a few seconds. He raised his eyebrow and tilted his head towards Dean as if he were pointing at him. I shrugged my shoulders and sat down. I was so happy that it wasn’t just me alone with Dean anymore as he gave off an awkward, yet frightening feeling. Everything seemed to frustrate him. He belonged in a private school. Population: Dean.
    Jennifer walked in then. Why was it that I always had to bump into one of them? They were everywhere! Jennifer grabbed her nametag from her desk a few seats over and switched it with the one in front of Dean’s desk. She sat proudly like she owned it and turned to Dean to ask him something. I couldn’t tell what it was because the class was already getting pretty loud, but I saw no reaction from Dean.
    “What are you doing this weekend?” Jennifer raised her voice. She smiled and exaggerated the batting of her eyelashes. Or I should say fake lashes. No mascara can leave them that long-I didn’t care what the commercials said.
    Still , no response from Dean. He did look like he had calmed down from his pencil tantrum though.
    “Hello?” Jennifer raised her voice.
    Dean looked up at her with a stony expression. She smiled, pleased that he looked. But he just turned away from her and grabbed his notebook from his backpack, setting it on his desk and leaning back on his seat, looking away from her.
    “So, I was thinking you and I could go out together this weekend,” Jennifer suggested. She leaned closer to him while pushing out her bust. Th at situation really started to bother me. I wasn’t sure if it was because it involved Jennifer, though everything that had to do with her bothered me. Her very existence even. But something was different that time.
    And that was when Jennifer noticed me eavesdropping. She quickly turned her attention towards me. “Can I help you?” she hissed.
    My eyes widened. Dean slightly tilted his head in my direction without looking directly at me. I usually had something to say right back at her, but my voice was stuck in my throat. Dean noticed me eavesdropping. Crap! I was frozen with wide eyes like a deer caught in the headlights.
    “You need some hair tips or something?” Jennifer lashed out. “Mind your business!” She turned back to Dean and went back to her flirtatious behavior. “So, where was I?” she eased with a smile.
    I reached up to pat my hair and felt frizzes popping out here and there. I couldn’t believe I had forgotten to do my hair today! Dean said nothing. His scorching look stayed locked onto her, telling her to ‘F’ off, until she finally exhaled and turned around.
    I could see the failure on her face. It was awesome. I felt victory sweep through me as if I were the one that did that to her. I was glad I was there to witness her getting rejected. I turned to see if Markus was also watching, but he was messing with his new mp3 player. I had to celebrate alone. The teacher finally walked in, a very petite woman with short black hair and narrow eyes.
    “Hello, class. Your teacher couldn’t make it in today , so I will be taking his place.” She continued, “You may call me Mrs. Le. There aren’t any notes for this class so I’ll be starting you off with the poetry unit.” She grabbed a stack of packets from her desk and passed them out at the front of each row so the students could pass them back. I grabbed the packets from the person in front of me, took mine, and then handed the rest to the person behind me.
    “William