“I think it was nice for Janica to invite us to her birthday,”
Mathias commented while checking through Arzen’s Chemistry worksheets. “More so
myself, because we aren’t that close unlike you are.” Arzen smiled slightly and
took a drink of coffee from her mug, nodding her head slowly.
“As
long as you were nice to her, you’re on the guest list,” she replied,
remembering the smaller girl’s guest list from a Monday ago. Written on the top
in her handwriting was: Guest List. AKA,
people who are nice to me. “I think you’ve made her list ever since you
helped her out in Geometry.”
“Well,
I am quite efficient in the subject.”
“Don’t
flatter yourself too much.”
He
flashed her a grin. “Come on. This is the guy who got into the ‘Niners Club’ as
Sir Andreo put it. Second time in a row, darling.”
“Yes,
yes.” She waved it off and snatched back her worksheets from him, “A European
beat an Asian in Math.”
“Stereotypes.”
“Mm.
Sure.”
“It
looks like you’re okay with balancing,” he mused quietly, and in a louder voice
said, “Do you want to work on Stoichiometry now?”
Arzen
gave a grimace.
“Goddamn
it. I hate that freaking topic-”
“You’ll
hate it even less when I teach you.”
“Ha,
ha.” Her voice dripped with bitterness. “Okay. Get me out of the hell they call
Chemistry, Mathias.”
