STU IS THE WORST STUDY PARTNER EVER.

But you knew you were stuck with him. After all, you barely know anyone else in your chemistry class. Shame that Stu is.. Well.. Stu. A crazy horror fanatic who feels the need to crack jokes every minute of every hour.

The two of you were sitting on the floor of Stu’s basement. Some random - and very cheesy - horror movie was playing in the background as you read through the textbooks together, making sure to help Stu whenever he asked for it. He acted like he was studying but always shifted his attention to the movie playing, making you hit his head so he could actually focus on his work.

“OW OW OW- Okay! I’ll do it!” He huffed out after one brutal hit of a notebook. He pulled out his textbook and read the contents, tapping on the table due to boredom.

His breathing was soft before a sudden snort escaped his lips, a small giggle following by. He watched your eyes glance up in confusion, in which he responded by flipping around his textbook and pointing at a chemical equation. You narrowed your eyes and let out a confused huff.

“What’s so funny about it?” You asked, eyebrow raising at the blonde male, “It’s just magnesium iron silicate hydroxide- oh.”

The name of the compound was ‘cummingtonite’..

Seeing your reaction, Stu cackled out once more and fell onto the ground, rolling around as he wheezed. He acted a lot like a child over jokes like these for some reason, but he couldn’t help it.

“A-Are you magnesium iron silicate hydroxide??” Stu said between giggles, face growing red as he cackled out loud, “Because you’re cummingtonite!”