Wonderland

7. Curly girl in room 312

"Pass your assignments!"

"Here's mine. Kindly pass." I told Demi as she keeps on tapping her thumbs to her phone.

"Hey! Aren't you friends with the new guy?" I turn my head to see Avery asking me together with France, Tatianna and Kristina.

"Yeah. Aren't you Heather?" Tatianna asked again.

Yeah. That dumbass got a fandom alright.

"Why?" I said and made a fake laughed.

Kristina laughs, "Nothing."

I bit my lip. "You saw us earlier, didn't you?"

Tatianna chuckles, "Aye."

"I told you, didn't I?" France giggled.

"Why?" I asked again.

Avery sniffed, "My nose is shit."

"Beauty of being in the rain for two hours." Tatianna commented, I laughed.

"Yeah and whose fault was that?" Avery raised her brow.
France clears his throat, "Uhm. Not me."

"Honestly, my brother thought I was getting kidnapped or something when I came home running." Avery said that earned a lot of laughter in the group.

Thank God. They changed the subject.

"We are over that. Back to the original question." Kristina turned her head to me, smiling. "So, are you friends with the new guy?"

Or not.

I sigh, "Well.. Yeah.. You could say that."

Where are you Stacey?

"What's his name?" Tatianna asked eagerly.

I look around the corner and saw that Narrian's eye is staring at me again, so is Jana's and Jaclyn.

They really hate me?

For what reason?

"Richard. His name is Richard."

Tatianna giggles, "Oh. So that's his name."

They continued on chatting about K-pop artist while I continied doodling on my paper, forgetting the fact that our professor is saying something about culture and traditions.

I love history. I really love history, but considering that our professor is really lazy teaching us. My adoration of the subject decreases-but not to the subject itself.

Just our professor.

She doesn't even knew our section. Well, who can blame her? She's too old for this shit.

I collected my things and ran my fingers through my ponytail. Stacey was in a conversation with Jessica and Rean. She's a talker that much.

I don't have any classes anymore, so I figured I should go home since I would usually watch movies alone. I hate going out without my friends, I felt alone.

Mall is a good chillin' place, but its too lame to go to the mall right now, I might see Carlisle with Gwenor worse- with Narrian.

Or Jaclyn.

That girl is just-

Urgh.

Right when I was just about to exit our room. There was a commotion happening in the students lounge, well what do I care?

Someone tapped my shoulders, I turn around and was greeted by a bouquet of roses. I just stared at the flower with someone covering his face.

Everyone in my room fell in gasped and whistles while I just stood there watching the bouquet of roses.

"Someone get a picture!" someone shouted.

The boy behind the flowers-which I couldn't see the face clears his throat. I look to left and saw that the HM students were really watching us intently, in the corner of my eye caught Clin waving his hand and got lovey dovey with Bryan and Rj.

Seriously. Can someone give me a hint who is this stranger acting like Augustus Waters?

"Are you gonna speak or what?" I said.

"Heather!" Stacey's voice hissed behind me. I forgot she existed. "That's so disrespectful!"

I shrugged.

"Uhm." the guy behind the roses spoke. "Are you Ms. Arnolds?" he asks.

He wore his HM uniform, still in Chef's hat. Seriously, can this man be more-manly?

I know this guy. But I don't know his name.

"Is it obvious?" I rolled my eyes. Heather elbowed me, I hissed. "Yeah. I am."

Then the guy started singing Bruno Mars' Just the way you are that earned a lot of attention to all students. Since it's 3.30, the vacant period of all students and teachers-they gave me enough reason to be embarrased.

When I see your face

Its not a thing that I would change

Cause you're amazing

Just the way you are..

Everyone is still watching us. I can feel their shocked feelings, especially Jana since she is pretty self deprived that she is beautiful- just because she's white. She knows she is beautiful, that she became a b.tch to me right when they heard that I have a thing for Carlisle.
I know Carlisle is a gentleman. Carlisle is smart, he is very kind, a joker, and the things that a girl could ask for. Except for abs-but that doesn't count.

"Someone sent this to you." he smiled, showing his perfect teeth and gave me the bouquet and 2 boxes of chocolates.

"Oh. Wow." I was beginning to feel embarrased. The boxes of chocolates were big of course. Stacey grabbed the chocolates while I handled the rose.

"Who was it?" I asked.

"He said, he will not be named. " the guy said reading a piece of paper. I raise my brows as the students who's watching us were giggling and gave us the chorus of Ooh's and Aah's.

"Oh. Okay." I blinked. Surprise by the sudden- He said he will not be named- thing.

"And he said that you should take care of yourself."

Why? "Is he here?"

"No. He's not, but down there." he pointed the Student Lounge.

I rolled my eyes, "There are many students lounging there, how would I know which one is he?"

The guy laughs, "Exactly. He cannot be named, he's still afraid of how would you react if you know who is he."

Stacey whispered something I didn't quite get.

"And he said, gave this to a curly lady in room 312." he says. And gave me an envelope. Everyone cheered before one of oir professor shooed them away.

Oh, great. I'm not a fan of solving problems.