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Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Her eyes fluttered as she spoke. "I copied his paper during the math test. I know the reason that we're here. And I'm the one that should be punished."
Holy crap!
I understood exactly why we were here now. That math test a couple of days ago, right after that party, when the recruiter from the state university showed up with an offer I couldn't refuse and had raised my hopes. I'd been too busy floating on air to really care about a stupid test.
"Stewart is it true?"
I opened my mouth, but then Mr. Hopkins answered for me.
"Of course, its not true. The idea of someone with a 4.0 GPA copying from someone who has an average of..."
He started flipping through some papers, but I an—swered for him.
"2.75 average," I sighed.
He dismissed my response and said, "Theres a digit that shouldnt be there. The ´seven is a little optimistic, don´t you think?"
"Anyway, I´m the one that copied him,¨ she contin—ued, and it was clear that as much as she was persistent, it was obvious that she was lying. But, why?
"Ms. Johnson are you still going to continue with this lie?"
First, she nodded, and then she shook her head in the negative, then she nodded yes again. Obviously, she wasn't sure how to answer that one.
"I did it. I own up to it. I´m the one that should be punished," she stood up, and I knew she was taking the blame, and like a coward, I sat there. I said nothing. It was as if my mouth zipped shut as she shot me a cold stare. A warning gaze as if to dare me to get up.
"The consequences of cheating are high. I will not be taking this lightly," Mr. Hopkins said with annoy—ance. He wanted me to confess or to at least put me down, or even better kick me out of the school. The idea of not being able to do either seemed to upset him. To annoy him. I wasn't the least bit sad for him, but the on—ly thing on my mind was, why?
Ms. Johnson confessed to something that she didn't do. I didn't know whether her lie or her ass intrigued me more?
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I walked out of Mr. Hopkins office as if the floor was laid with hot coal. I knew that Mr. Hopkins wanted to talk to me. Ask me the million dollar question that made his face grimace with anger; why the hell had I lied. The truth was I didn´t know, there were a thousand other ways to try and get Evan's attention, this just seemed to be the perfect way to do it.
Then again, I wanted him to like me for me, not be—cause of what happened in the closet or because I'd tak—en the blame for him when he cheated on a test. If I'd told Evan that it was me in the closet, would he want to get to know me for the wrong reasons? In the end, Prin—cipal Hopkins gave me detention for two weeks. Light punishment for cheating, but everyone in that room knew that it was a lie.
Whatever.
It wasn't like anyone was going to say anything about it. Not when it was my word against Evan's, but I was counting on the fact that nobody would question us, so the punishment was less irritating than it should have been.
"Wait!"
My feet locked up when I heard his voice call out and I looked over my shoulder, eyes wide in surprise when I saw Evan was right behind me. I wanted to turn away and run, but I was so stumped by his attention that I couldn't make my feet move in any other direction but towards him.
"Hey," he said with that winning smile of his.
I blinked, screaming at myself to run away internal—ly.
Crap, what have I done!
I was already regretting it. I shouldn't have lied for him. It had been an impulsive action that I was now to—tally cursing myself for because this was the worst posi—tion to find myself in. I hadn't thought about how I was going to get him to realize it had been me with him in that closet, but this… what if he thought I was doing this for him because of that? Because I expected something from him.
I didn't. After all, I wasn't stupid. Evan fucked some random girl from another school at a party, a girl he might never see again. A girl that didn't even go to our school. He probably never planned, or thought, to see her again.