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rings.
                   
“All right, class, let’s get started,” her teacher says.
                   
Class drags for Kayla as she continues to think about the kiss she shared with
Jackson.  Part of her can’t wait for a second kiss, but the other part
makes her want to scream because Jackson annoys her so much.  Halfway
through class, Jackson throws a folded note onto her desk.
                   
She opens it and then rolls her eyes.  It says:
    Если вам нужна помощь с иностранных языков , я помогу вам .  你只需要 选择 一 门语 言 。 Prometto
di non fare gioco di te .  Todo lo que tienes que
hacer es preguntar.
                   
                   
Tearing out a piece of her own paper, she writes back:
                                   
Funny, funny, I am laughing sooo hard……
                   
                   
Kayla folds it up and, when the teacher isn’t looking, tosses it over to
Jackson.  He snatches it and holds it under his desk.  She glares at
him as he reads it.  His shoulders shake from laughing.  Jackson
winks at her.  She really wants to flip him off but decides against it.
    At the end of class, she
quickly stands up and follows Jackson out the door.  “What in the world
did that note say?” she asks.
                   
“Get a translator,” Jackson replies smugly.
                   
“It’s in four different languages!”
                   
He shrugs. “Not my problem.”
                   
“I think you are the only one in school who could even possibly translate
this!”
                   
Jackson turns to her.  “It’s called the Internet .”
                   
“Fine, I’ll be late to class.  I’m going to the library.”
                   
With a snort, Jackson just looks at her.  “Do whatever you feel the need
to do.”
                   
“Ugh, you’re infuriating!”
                   
“Then I haven’t lost my touch.  For someone who thinks she is so smart,
you really lack in some areas.”
                   
“You jerk!” Kayla yells, punching him in the arm.
                   
Jackson stops and looks down at her.  “Did a breeze just pass us or was
that your attempt at violence?”
                   
 “I should kick you.”
                   
Jackson laughs. “I need to teach you how to fight effectively.”
                   
“What are you, like, a black belt or something?”
                   
“There isn’t a belt system in Kung Fu.”
                   
Kayla’s eyebrows go up.  “That is kind of cool.”
                   
“Don’t be fooled; I’m going to own your valedictorian position by the end of
the school year.”
                   
“No, you won’t,” Kayla snaps, starting to walk again.
                   
She can hear Jackson laughing behind her, but she keeps going.  When Kayla
gets to class, she approaches her teacher.  “Mr. Finley, what are we doing
in class today?”
                   
“Giving you time to work on your papers since they’re due in two days.”
                   
“Would you mind if I did some research in the library?  I wanted to look
more into the religions of the country,” Kayla asks sweetly.
                   
Mr. Finley nods. “Of course, that’s fine.  I’ll write you a pass.” 
He walks over to his desk and pulls out a pad of paper.  Out of the corner
of her eye, Kayla sees Jackson walk in.  He sits in his seat and stares at
her.  She turns her gaze away from him.  Mr. Finley finally stands
and hands her the slip.