Miss Bossy and Mr. Cool

Chapter 2

Starting from the day he took my picture, he keeps on following and annoying me each day. The school's anniversary day is also getting close. Let's see it's about 3 days from now.

"Good morning classmates since our school anniversary day is getting close, we have to start making our preparations. So I would suggest that let's split what we'll do. To those who'd like to make our room the scariest, please stay here after class. And some will be assigned in the dresses and make ups. So is it okay for everybody?"

The bell rang. After class we discussed everything. I'm assigned to buy some of the materials.

1/2 cardboard
10 gluesticks
1 box thumbtacks
3 rolls of tissue

Tissue? What will they do with tissue? Oh well.

I bought all of the things that are in the list in a crafts shop. I'm walking to the taxi lane and everyone who is passing by me is getting hit by the cardboard. Why is this cardboard so big? Ugh.

I stumbled but someone caught me infront. I looked at his face. It's that annoying boy again. I sighed.

"Even here? Stop following me!", I walked pass by him. He took the cardboard from me.

"There. To make things easier.", he said.

I guess I need a hand, but only this time! I looked down and continued on walking. I went inside the taxi. He put the cardboard inside and closed the door. Glad he's not with me anymore.

"C.O's Apartment building please.", I said.

"Wow that's shocking. I didn't know you live in an apartment.", a voice came out behind the cardboard.

I took a peek. He's still here!? "What are you doing here? Get out!"

"What are you saying? I'm going home too.", he put on his earphones and closed his eyes.

I rolled my eyes at him and slapped my face. I leaned on the car and closed my eyes.

I felt the car stop. I opened my eyes and I feel him poking my cheeks.

"Stop it.", I glared and took out my wallet.

"Don't worry about it. I paid.", he said. I took my money and gave it to him. I walked out of the car with the cardboard and went to my room.

I searched for my key inside my pocket. It's not here? Where did I last put it? Where? Where?

"Anything wrong Pres?", I looked at my right. Why is he here again?!

"What?! Even here in my apartment?! Please go home. Have fun someplace else.", I said.

"Okay I'll go home.", but he still stayed on the same floor as m. And he suddenly took out a key.

"Wait. You're my neighbor?", I looked at him with a confused look.

He smiled, "See you tomorrow Pres.", and went inside the room.

I can't believe it. He's living next door. Oh wait, I don't even know his name. Nevermind that. How can I get inside my room?? My key is missing.

I sat down infront of the door and leaned on it. I have to think where I last put it.

A door opened. "Oh pres, why are you still outside? It's cold here.", is he going to annoy me again?

"Mind your own business.", I rolled my eyes.

He shrugged. "Okay then.", he closed the door.

The door opened again. "If you lost anything, for example a key, you could stay here in my room for the night.", he closed the door again.

Ugh. I really hate it when someone is treating me like a lonely child. I just shrugged it off and closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes. Shocks I fell asleep. I looked around me, where am I? Don't tell me I'm inside that guy's room?

Someone threw clothes at me. "Hey!", I saw him half naked. I screamed. I covered with the clothes he gave me.

"Why am I here?! Did you...did you just do something to me while I'm asleep?!"

"Well if you say so."

"You pervert!"

"Just kidding. I didn't do anything to you, well except bringing you here in my room."

"Jerk!"

"Just change your clothes.", he walked away.

I looked at the clothes and rolled my eyes. I stepped aside the clothes and went towards where that guy is. He's cooking something that gives a pretty delicious smell.

"What's your name?", I asked.

"You're interested?", he smirked.

"I just asked your name. It doesn't mean I'm interested in you."

"Oh.. Really?"

"Nevermind jerk.", I walked away.

"Gabriel Tan. My name is Gabriel Tan. Go and change now."

"Why are you forcing me to change?! I still look okay!"

"To me, you look like a poor girl left all alone on the streets."

"Shut up idiot!", I glared and stomped my feet while walking back. I really hate this guy.