Chris opened the door that had a Cla.s.s A sign on it. The cla.s.s looked like a typical high school cla.s.s with around 30 chairs attached to the desks. Chris sat in his seat which was at the back corner where he slept the entire time.

"Alright I came to cla.s.s early for the first time! Coach Elizabeth always keeps me until the last minute of practice so I'm always barely making it to cla.s.s!"

As Chris was early for cla.s.s, there was only a couple of people. As Chris closed his eyes to get a couple minutes of sleep before cla.s.s started, a blonde-haired girl with glowing white skin, bright red lips, and a curvy body approached him.

"Hey Chris, wake up!"

"Huh!" Chris opened his eyes and jumped out of his seat.

"Hahahaha! You still get scared every single time!" The blonde-haired girl said while continuing to laugh.

"Chloe, stop scaring me like that. I swear you're going to give me a heart attack!" Chris said with an angry tone.

"Oh no, is our Chrissy angry?" Chloe said in a joking tone.

"So what do you want?" Chris asked with a sigh.

"Oh, I have a tiny favor to ask of you. There's around 10 minutes till cla.s.s starts and I haven't done my math homework yet. Let me see yours," Chloe said with her hands stretched out.

"What?! You always do your homework. Is our Miss. Chloe starting to get lazy" Chris asked in a teasingly.

"Hmph, if it wasn't for my mom keep nagging to me about Hugh, I would've finished my homework. After she stopped nagging at me, I lost all my will to finish the math homework," Chloe said while rolling her eyes.

When Chris heard the word Hugh, his body slightly twitched while he had a slight frown. However, immediately after he started to smile again.

"So your mom is still b.i.t.c.hing about Hugh?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, she's saying how he's only in Cla.s.s C and how he's a second generation nouveau riche. She's afraid that he'll break my heart because she thinks he's a playboy," Chloe said.

"I can see where your mom is coming from," Chris said. "Hugh does kinda look like a f.u.c.k boy even back when we were only middle schoolers,"

"Who's a f.u.c.kboy?"

A tall teenage boy with a Gucchi hat, pants, and a Supreme s.h.i.+rt walked in front of Chris' desk and started to smile mischievously.

"So, Chris who's a f.u.c.k boy?"

"Who do you think, Hugh?" Chris asked while smiling back.

"Hmph, just because I wear expensive clothing to show off doesn't mean I'm a f.u.c.k boy," Hugh said while still smiling.

"Who knows?" Chris retorted.

The two looked at each other with silence and even Chloe at the sides started to sweat a little.

"Ah, who the f.u.c.k cares? What's up dude," Hugh said while extending his hand for a high five.

"Sup dude," Chris said while returning the high five.

"Hey babe! Sorry I wasn't able to text you last night! My mom said that if she found me texting you, she would take away my phone for the week!" Chloe shouted while wiping off the sweat.

"Hey honey. It's ok. As long as I could show her that I'm not a f.u.c.k boy, she'll accept me," Hugh said with a sigh. "I just don't know how to go about it,"

"Well, you could start off by not wearing stereotypical second generation rich boy material and start wearing decent clothing in front of her parents,"

"f.u.c.k off!" Hugh said while Chloe was laughing from the side.

"Oh yeah, Chloe, there's only like 8 minutes till cla.s.s starts so here's my math homework. Take it or leave it forever," Chris said while taking out his notebook.

"Oh yeah! Thanks Chris. I owe you one. Babe, I'll see you later. I need to finish this homework so don't interrupt me!" Chloe said while running back to her seat.

Hugh watched her go off and when he saw her go to her seat, he sat down on the chair in front of Chris.

"So how's your whole family drama?"

"I swear to G.o.d, I will leave that family as soon as I graduate. I'm still paying that G.o.d d.a.m.n rent to live in that house," Chris said while gritting his teeth.

"Wait, your parents are still making you pay rent?" Hugh said as his eyes widened in shock.

"Yeah, just because they're ashamed that my dad's one friend knows I'm a hacker, they almost disowned me. They're saying that the fact I'm still living with them is lucky,"

"d.a.m.n you're having it tough. My mom the other day said that if I get into Cla.s.s A, I'm getting a new car,"

"What?! What car?"

"A Bugatti Veyron," Hugh said proudly.

"What the f.u.c.k? That 1.5 million dollar car for pa.s.sing a test to get to Cla.s.s A? Is your dad ok with that?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, he was pretty disappointed that I only got into Cla.s.s C so for his reputation, I have to get to Cla.s.s A with the next test or else he said that he wasn't give me any allowance for the rest of the year. He said that the car was a good motivator so he gave his thumbs up,"

"You lucky a.s.shole," Chris said.

"Speaking of lucky, did the G.o.d of Skin give you his blessing because I swear that you became whiter now. You honestly looked like a burnt toast before with that terrible tan, but now you look like you actually put on decent sunblock,"

"What do you mean burnt toast, I looked perfectly fine with my tanned skin. It's just that I was originally a white Asian so I just reverted back into my old form. I also became more handsome don't you think?" Chris asked seeing that the Facial Improvement Pill helped a lot,"

"No your face may look better, but your entire body is still pretty brown making that contrast destroy your entire body. It's as if you had an incomplete job," Hugh said while laughing.

Chris looked at his legs and arms and realized that Hugh was right.

'Aww d.a.m.n it, I'm going to have to somehow fix this with the system later,' Chris thought.

While Chris was thinking of how to fix his new "skin problem", the school bell rung.

"d.a.m.n it, I'm going to be late. Alright see you Chris," Hugh got up from his seat and ran out of the room.

As he left Chloe came back with Chris' notebook.

"He left without even giving me a kiss. Hmph, I'm going to kill him during break," Chloe said as she handed Chris' notebook back.

"I'm sure he's in a hurry," Chris said.

As Chloe was about to speak, a black-haired woman wearing a black tracksuit came inside the room.

"Alright, homeroom started! Get to your seats!"