Love Isn't Always Fair

Chapter 2 | He'd Be The Culprit!

                   Today, our regular classes will be initiated. Our first subject was Language and it was our adviser so yeah, she just refreshed our minds with the last topics we had last school year. Trust me, nothing was thrilling enough to catch my attention. And with the blink of an eye, the subject was dismissed. Next up is Home Economics and our teacher is Mrs. Villeta. Well, let me describe her to you. She really has a squeaky voice and she talks fast I  could barely understand what she's saying. What's worse is, we're gonna be tackling about drafting for the next three consecutive hours my life. I'm basically doomed.

                                                   After three hours....

                   "Class dismissed!" And with that like a magic command, everyone left the classroom for recess. Well, I just roamed around the classroom since I brought my own food. 'Yummy sandwich is yummy', I thought to myself. While simply walking around, I saw that girl who was the late comer yesterday and without second thoughts I greeted her, "Hi," I smiled. "Hey. You look familiar," she smiled back. I looked familiar? Then there it happened. Realization hit me when her face registered in my mind. She was that girl who was late on that Foundation Day last year and she helped me have a ribbon on my hair. I chuckled at what I thought since she hasn't changed even now. She's still a late comer.

                  "What's wrong?" She asked with a questioning look as I replied, "I remember that you were that late comer on last year's Foundation Day," I giggled and she hung her head low, embarassed. "I didn't mean to offend you though! I'm just thankful that you helped me have that yellow ribbon," I said and she joined me giggle. "I guess we'll be good friends then," she put on that signature smile of hers and tugged the sleeve of what seems to be a transferee girl, "Meet..." she looked at me, giving me the 'What's-your-name' look. "Stella," I replied at her, "And you are?" I asked. "I'm Ezra," she simpered, "And she's Michaela and that's Aurora."

                  "Nice to meet you all," I grinned at myself proudly because I made friends with the people I considered strangers yesterday. I wish I could make more friends around here. It makes someone feel better everyday to have simply known that he or she is in good terms with the class' people itself, doesn't it? 

           "Stell!" Oh, here comes Marie, I chuckled softly, "What is it, Mar?" I asked her with a questioning look. "So, what time are you going home?" she asked with amusement toned in her voice. "Depends actually. It can be around four," I replied while shrugging and turning around only to see Ezra, Michaela and Aurora chatting with each other and I elbowed Marie, "Let's join them shall we?" And with that, my afternoon felt complete. Talking to the girls was definitely a refreshing start to a good juniour journey.

                                                      At the gate...

                  "Well hello there," a voice crept up behind me and I instantly flinched, "W-what?!" I gasped and realized that it was the boy yesterday, "Oh, i-it's you.." I smiled sheepishly. "How may I help you?"

"You talk so formal, don't you."

"Ah, well, I'm just surprised, sir..er.."

"Well, you're the one who surprised me when you jumped."

"Y-you caused the jumping part."

"And now you're blushing madly..." He gazed at me in amusement. I could feel my face turning into the same color as my lips. "....which I consider cute," he chuckled softly.

"S-sorry my service is here. B-bye!" I waved at him and dashed on the parking lot as fast as I can, catching my breath, "Nice excuse Stella. He's gonna think you're a liar," I muttered at myself lowly. Thinking back at what happened just earlier, I can barely snatch the oxygen around. He's a brunette with those cocoa tinted eyes that seem to scintillate and devour every inch of me with that killer smile of his which makes my heart beat abnormally....

That guy is so unbelievable! 

"If I die because of a heart disease, he'd be the culprit!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. As I turned my heel around, I noticed everyone staring at me like I was a madman who murdered a village. 

And that's how my first regular classes day went.