It just felt right because It was unnecessary drama.

32 white teeth(15)

If you caught your boyfriend watching porn in school.
Will, you report him and drag me along because I was your witness?

Oh, woman, do report your boyfriend but don't drag me, I can't play advocate for you because I watch porn but I don't watch it at school.

Well, I played advocate and I regretted it.
They broke up.
The Indian discipline teacher sends him off with a warning only.
He dared to say, it's something every guy does and even girls like me.
The girl accused me of boyfriend theft(like it is even possible to kidnap someone's boyfriend in broad daylight and her boyfriend is not my type)after they fought.
Somehow, all Indian girls accused me of things I never did like boyfriend theft, sleeping around, and being an attention seeker.

It was seriously a never-ending cycle but they gave up after a while they realised I was playing 'deaf'.

Playing deaf was ethereal, I should have learnt it initially.

The only thing I said, is he makes a good 'bad boy' and I might date a 'bad boy' if I was the classical naive and innocent protagonist of a romance novel.

Where did I say I wanted to date him?
Okay, wait I had the idea but I didn't do it.
I am sick of boys, already.
Trust me, I hate boys but love men.

I doubt I am a sane soul, I feel both masculine and feminine and there are moments I feel in between. Complicated.

Not the point but you watch porn in your home, not in the school computer lab sitting in front of your girlfriend.

Somehow after the chaos was over, I lost all the "friends" I had, only 2 Muslim classmates I got along with. I could breathe around them.

The Indian kids disliked my liking.
Still, my greatest mystery as to why was I named after Dennis the Menace, a subject of disdain to them.

I enjoy being alone and Tiana and Alia's timetables didn't align with mine. We only met during recess.

I skipped school at every opportunity I got and made more opportunities to skip.

Nearly got my ass terminated with my absenteeism.

In 18 months of school, I could say my absence made up 3 months.

Hence as soon as the semester exams were over in October.

I stopped going to school.

I build a fort using my blanket and just live under it.

She jumped from the 3rd floor of the school and fractured her hip and left femur bone. It took 6 months for her to be able to walk.

What made her jump, I have no idea and neither did anyone know why not even herself she claims.

I came to know about it from Tania, we met for the last time one week after the exams, and I came to collect all the required documents regarding my transfer to my previous school.

I said Adios to that school. I made a deal with my mother, take me out of this remote town school and transfer me back to my previous school or I won't sit for the final exams.

It is only fair, for her to make it to her end of the bargain if I keep up to mine.

Kama was gone, I was a freshman while it was his final year. I even convinced the psychotherapist that I was seeing to convince my 'typically conservative Asian mom with a touch of Western culture.'

My mother agreed. I got my ass transferred despite having quite questioning grades in the exams. I wasn't in the best state of mind. My grades and overall points that were required were good enough to end up in GRAPHIC COMMUNICATION and technology STREAM CLASS.

So it was decided, that the second class out of 11 classes was the class for me that was until I saw those 32 white teeth on display.

My life flashed in front of my eyes, never have I ever wished so desperately to jump from Mount Everest and just disappear from the surface of the earth.

Mark Austin Jawa was smiling like a madman like he wasn't already mad, his smile screamed madness.

Maybe I might be exaggerating but his smile gave me the creeps.

He couldn't even wait for me to take a seat before he bombarded me with questions and made the whole class conclude, that we were into each other.....

We are into clawing each other faces...

"Have you spoken to Miranda?"
"Are you and Miranda even friends in the first place?"
"Does Miranda even know you here?"
"Why are you here?"
"Are you into Miranda?"

"For the love of all that is satanic, who the fuck is Miranda, dumbhead, I just settle down, let me breathe before you bombarded me with questions."I blurted out just inching to smack his head into the wall beside me.

"Miranda Qistina Thomas, you stupid bitch, how can you forget her?"Mark questioned.

It took my mind a few moments to register who was Miranda and when it did, the memory came rushing, I hid my face in my hands and groaned, how the hell does one forget that they made a girl cry?

" I do remember having someone stare holes in my head, it could have been her, let me guess, you are still a coward who has yet to seek an apology from her."

"..."

"I was right."

Miranda was the one drilling holes in my head with her glare.

Recess came, I wasn't hungry, but my head still hurt thinking about Miranda and Mark.

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Mark was elected as class monitor, he wanted me out of class, so he could lock the doors to prevent a burglary from happening.

I left the class and took the stairs to the canteen, coincidentally I saw a friend of mine and Miranda, Priya.

She asked if I wanted to join her in the library tomorrow for recess.

I agreed, little did I know.

Miranda wanted to smack the living glory out of me...