#6 Skipping Classes

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I went dorms. I saw Melissa moving so I suddenly went to bed. In the bed I was thinking how handsome Aaron was and all the things that happened today but before I knew I was asleep.

The next day I went to class with Melissa. Both of us are in spots department. There is a sports meet and that includes everything like dash, archery, long jump etc.

I gave my name for everything except frog jump. Everyone was shocked after I took archery but they doesn't know that I practiced archery since I was 6.

All these sports are they-after tomorrow so I have to be well prepared. The teacher came in.

"There is a happy news" teacher said and everyone was excited.

It probably be a transfer student. And then a boy entered the class and as I thought it was a transfer student but the face was familiar.

"He is a transfer student and he is from forensic department and he is in this class basically he want to study French" the teacher said.

Everyone was happy because the guy was handsome. The guy came near me.

"May I sit here?" he asked.

Then only the light bulb lighted in my brain. It was Aarron.

"Of course yes" I answered.

As usual the French class was boring and after it finished me and Aarron went out for a walk.

"Why did you transfer from one college to the other?" I asked.

"My father said so" he answered.

"Let's go and have a coffee" he said and I nodded.

We reached a coffee shop and Aarron ordered a cappuccino and I ordered a dark chocolate cold coffee.

"Nice flavor selection" he said.

"Who do u think I am" I said.

"You are quite interesting" he said.

"I should be" I said.

He just looked at me and sighed.

"Shouldn't we be in class?" I asked.

"Think you're a newbie in skipping classes?" he asked.

"No, it's just first time skipping classes." I said.

"Girl that's what I said too." He said and tapped in my head.

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