IN BETWEEN

~f i f t y o n e~

In the spiritual journey, you cannot be a wine taster, you have to become a drink.

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|Chapter fifty one|

After a awkward encounter with Cedric, it was lunch and right after then was my PT class which sucked. I mean who keeps PT right after lunch? All the food will just come out in the form of puke.

Ugh, this sucks.

I walked to girl's locker room to change into my PT outfit but surprisingly nobody was here. Did our PT class got cancelled? If yes, I'm more than happy.

I heard the door of room open. I turned around to see the worker of school.

"Principal sir called everyone in the auditorium, everybody went there in case you're wondering. I suggest you to go there as well." The worker said.

"Yeah, sure."

I decided to go to washroom before heading to the auditorium. I came back from washroom and looked for my bag but it was nowhere to be seen.

"Okay..where did my bag go?" I muttered to myself looking around for it.

"Looking for this?" A very familiar voice said from behind me and I turned around. Aaron was leaning against one of the lockers with my bag in his hand and a smirk playing on his lips.

"What are you doing in girl's locker room where no boys are allowed?" I questioned him crossing my arms over my chest.

"Now do you think I'd follow that stupid rule?" He raised his eyebrows.

I sighed, "whatever give me my bag. Apparently principal sir has called everyone in the auditorium for some reason so let's go."

I reached forward to grab my bag but he pulled his hand back.

I groaned, "seriously?"

I kept trying to get that for almost a minute but of course failed. So I stood straight giving him my classic 'what' look.

"So...you and Cedric still in relationship?" I was kind of taken aback by his question.

"Apparently yes, why?"

"Shouldn't you be breaking up with him?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I mean considering that now you don't feel that way for him then why are you giving him false hope?"

"What is it to you if I'm still in a relationship with him?" I questioned him but got no response in return. "I was anyway going to breakup with him. I just need the right moment."

"I don't like it." He said in a flat tone.

"What?"

"I don't like it." He repeated stressing on each word.

"I'm going to breakup with him anyway so what's the problem?"

"Because I—" before he could say further he stopped himself. "I don't like it means I don't like it."

"Aaron you are being ridiculously stupid—oh waaaaait, do I sense some jealousy there?" I smirked at him.