Ponytail

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Knock knock

Hanna sat up from where she was sitting when she heard someone was knocking rather quite softly than normal. Not trying to wake Izzy up, slowly she opened the door to see Blake smiling at her, with plastic bags on both of his hands.

"Hi, Hanna," he greeted. Hanna was a bit shocked to hear the greeting and just stared at him for a good 5 seconds before snapping back to reality and let the guy in. Blake thanked her before taking off his shoes and walked around the apartment to the island, placing all the plastic bags neatly and was making sure he didn't spill anything.

"She's still sleeping?" Blake asked the awkward girl standing at the entrance. He put the key back inside the bowl on top of the TV shelf and plopped his self on the space below Izzy's foot.

Hanna stuttered a yes before mindlessly checking the wrapped stuffs Blake's brought for them. "W-what is this?" She asked referring to good smell.

"Ahh I just thought Izzy would be hungry when she wakes up so I bought her favourites. And some for you guys too. In case y'all hungry as well." He smiled toothily. Hanna felt warm creeping up to her cheek and turned around to get some water. She took two cans of soda and made her way to the living room.

"Here," Blake looked up and his sight matched with a view of a soda drink. He gladly accepted it muttering a very thankful thank you before chugging the whole can empty like a thirsty beast leaving Hanna surprised.

Blake who caught the change in the girl's facial expressions giggled cutely. "Are you always this cute?" He asked boldly. Hanna got flustered as she ignored the question and made her way to the bean bag, carefully tossing herself on it.

On the other hand,  Irene successfully pleaded the future doctor to skip afternoon session and dragged her away from the school campus to their dorm building.

"You know I have Math going on right now, right?" Bella groaned. She just missed her first ever Math classes which was to her, unacceptable.

"Don't you worry about our friends? I've been calling Izzy since lunch time. She left this morning and never come back to the class." Irene whined, face scrunched up, eyebrows formed into a frown, fingers mercilessly typing on the number button.

"AAAH, this is driving me insane! Where is she?" Bella shook her head and tried to hold Irene to stand still.

"They're at the dorm." That sentence stopped the grumpy Irene and she looked at Bella in disbelief.

"And how do you know that?"

"Hanna texted me." She shrugged, slinging her bag over her shoulder and strided towards the elevator.

"WHAT?!"

...

"Isabelle!" Bella stopped on her track making Irene bumped her pointed nose right at the back of her neck earning a groan from the latter. They turned around just to be met with a guy aroung his 40s smiling at them, head poking out from his office door. Irene nudged the star struck girl and Bella made her way to the principal, more like dragging her feet.

"You're roommates with Hanna, right?" Bella nodded and the principal handed her a white envelope. "Hand this to her, thank you." The principal smiled and was about to enter his office when he poked his head outside again. Bella and Irene looked at him confused.

"And please, don't run in the hallway, you may tripped yourself." He warned playfully before closing his office door. Bella turned around and gazed at Irene who shrugged her shoulder. "That was weird. He's so nice."

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