THE BOYFRIEND APP
BY PHENOMENAL PEN
FROM WATTPAD
CHAPTER 3:
THE ROOFTOP INCIDENT
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Katy had been to the new buildings rooftop only twice. The second and last time was during the incident with the nerd.
Katy was talking to Dion Dalisey about the prom poster. Katy thought that the whole concept was original and that Dion has such a good taste.
He was the exact opposite of Josh Ventura. He was the school council president and college's golden boy.
He always donned his trademark plastic-frame glasses and perfect Edward Cullen hairdo and was impeccably dressed.
Although all guys were required to wear the same white button down shirt and navy blue trousers, Dion's shirts were crisp,wrinkle-free and spotless.
He didn't wear any perfume like Josh but his shirts always smelled of fragrant fabric conditioner.
Most of the teachers noticed and complimented him, praising his mother and even asking what brand fabric conditioner he used.
His mother was president of the Parent Teacher Association. Katy guessed like mother like son.
On the day, Dion was talking to Katy about when a couple other 11th graders, she barely knew came to tell her something urgent.
The boys said that their classmate, the nerd, had been forcibly taken by Josh and his gang to the rooftop. Everyone in school knew who Katy was to Josh, but she didn't know what they expected her to do. The boys looked very scared.
However, so Katy wasted no time and ran to the new building.
Katy, don't go!
Dion called after her.
It's not safe there.
Katy didn't have time to think about her own safety. She was worried that Josh would finally do something extreme and ruin his future. Her idea was to talk some sense into him.
The new school building had four floors.
It was meant for the 7th, 10th and 12th-graders. It still didn't explain the distance she had to cross though, to get to the building and then climb to the rooftop.
The door looked like most rooftop doors. It was small, dusty from lack of use and covered with graffiti.
Katy remembered stepping through it only one other time when she was on 7th grade.
The open rooftop door looked ominous to Katy. As her breath came ragged and her heart pounded, she felt as though she was running up the exit of a tunnel.
But the sight that greeted her once she was through would forever be saved in her memory.
