Chapter 7

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"He ruffled your hair?" Henry asked unsure.

I was sitting in the cafeteria with them as I nodded my head at him enthusiastically.

I was just telling them about how things went at Alec's place, from the point I entered his house to me hitting him with notebook (Excluding his mother's death part).

"It's cute, isn't it?" I asked with a grin on my face.

The both of them looked at me weirdly before I saw Max leaning in a little. Bringing the back of his hand to my forehead he tried checking my temperature. I smacked his hand away before muttering at him.

"What?" I asked frustrated.

He passed his hand through his ginger hair— stifling his laugh. I turned my gaze to Henry hoping that he will understand me but he just smiled sympathetically at me, shaking his head.

"Just say it out loud for god's sake. Stop giving me those looks." I rolled my eyes sinking back in my seat.

"Are you a dog?" Max asked me out of nowhere. He was still trying not to laugh.

I could almost feel myself falling off my seat. Taking the grip of the table I sat straight.

"A-a dog? Why?" I asked looking around unbelievably.

Max nodded his head at me closing his eyes momentarily, "Yes, a dog. Don't you think you just got treated like one?"

This was just wrong. Why would he think of me as a dog? How was I treated like one? What is going on?

"How?"

"Alec ruffled your hair for every answer you got right. Just like a dog is petted after every time he does a trick right. Isn't that the same?" He finally burst out laughing followed by Henry.

I sat there numb trying to absorb everything he just sputtered out of his mouth. I wasn't liking the fact that they just compared me with a dog! I am pretty sure that's not how Alec meant it either! It's just the two of these wicked men sharing same brain cells who are brewing stupid ideas in their heads. Yes. That's the case.

"A-and," Henry said trying to control his laughter and looking at Max, "She thinks it's cute, just like a dog loves it." He burst out laughing with Max again. They banged their hands on the table trying to catch their breaths while I sat there with a poker face just staring at the two of them.

I looked around our table and I could see people near us looking at us as if we have gone mad. Ignoring them, I looked back at the two idiots in front of me completely loosing it right now.

It's not funny. I wish I could tell them that it WAS cute. Is that how they pay me for being nice to them? I didn't laugh at Henry when he came to me saying how cute it was just because Max lend him a pen. A freaking pen.

I couldn't take it anymore. I slammed my hands on the table getting both of their attention.

"Max?" I said sweetly.

He hummed in response while trying to compose himself.

"Do you want me to narrate your embarrassing incident to everyone?" I asked with a mocking smile.

In a blink of an eye he caught onto what I was talking about. Even Henry knew what I was talking about because it looked like he could burst into another series of laughter any second.

The infamous Max incident in the cafe a few days back.

"Now Serene," Max said trying to sound persuasive, "it's not right that you play it dirty, is it?"

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