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hi.  “And that's Theo.”
                  “It's Teodoro,” he corrected.
                  “I'm sorry,” I said sarcastically.  “That's Theodore.”
                  “It's Teodoro.  You know that, Monica.”
                  “Oh, do I?  I don't remember us ever being introduced.”
                  “Fine,” he conceded.  “It's nice to meet you, Monica. My name is Teodoro.”
                  “It's nice to meet you too, Theodore.”
                  “Why are you being such a b…?” He trailed off when he saw the look on my face.
                  “A what?  What were you going to call me?”  I reached into my backpack on the floor and pulled out some Vaseline and put some under my eyes.  I took the hoops out of my ears as I said, “See, an intelligent person can find words that aren't derogatory to express themselves.”  I started to put my hair in a ponytail.
                  “Oh no, she's about to kick his butt,” Liliana said quietly.
                  “So what were you about to call me?  It didn't sound like my name.”  I moved a ring off of my left hand to my right hand to ensure my punches could do damage. 
                  “Crazy is what I'm going to call you,” he had the nerve to reply.
                  “No, crazy is me pulling my Lysol out of my bag and going to town on your face.  What's up?”  I threw my arms up to let him know that we could do this right here, right now.
                  Tracy leaned over.  “Girl, what's wrong with you?”
                  “He's on my list.”
                  “Teodoro, will you please get off of her list so we can get this work done?” she asked him.
                  “I don't know what list she's even talking about,” he replied defensively confused.
                  I pointed two fingers at my eyes and then back to him to let him know that I had my eyes on him. 
                  “Will you do something to get off of the list?” an irritated Liliana asked him.
                  He shook his head oblivious to the list.  I just stared at him with nostrils flaring like a bull that's been cooped up too long that was ready to attack.  “Fine.  Monica, I don't know what I did to get on your list but I’m sorry.  And if you want to, you can call me Theo.”
                  All eyes turned back to me to see if the crisis had been averted.  I took the ring off of my right hand and put it back on the left. I wiped the Vaseline off of my face and took my hair out of the ponytail.  I grabbed my hoops and put them back into my ears and picked up my pencil.  “So how are we going to work these problems out as a group?” I asked.
                  There was almost a collective sigh between my three classmates.  We could now get back to business.
                  Tracy said, “I'll do number one.  Liliana, you can do two. Monica, three is yours and Theo, you can do four.”
                  “It's Teodoro,” he said to her.
                  I smiled as I looked at my problem.  In my peripheral vision I could see he wasn't working on his.  I glanced up at him and he just stared at me with a smirk on his face.
     
                                             
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER THREE
     
     
     
                  It was a week before I was supposed to start my sophomore year of high school and it was the day they wanted all tenth graders to come to the school to take care of our school identification and to get our class schedule.  Nothing eventful happened over the summer and I was eager to see my classmates again.  I put on a nice outfit but tried to