Valentine's Day

Chapter Eighteen

HELLO my dears! It's been ten billion years since I had actually like, posted! Sorry bout that, because it was school and all that stress. Surprisingly though, it's in the middle of the exams now, and I had all these ideas that just popped into my mind. Anyway, to clear up one confusion, in the last chapter, I know there is this confusion of Juliet tossing a necklace, and then it morphed into a bracelet! I'm so sorry about that! I wrote those erm, few lines with different week spans so..:P anyway, even if i edited it, it wouldn't reflect on the chapter so...yep. Just to clear up:) So..enjoy the chapter! I know its really draggy because Juliet just goes on and on about how dreadful her day is but hey, the DANCE IS COMING UP! i had to lay a ground plan. Gosh, I really am deprived of writing. Look how long this is. Whoops! Okay, then read it! And give me advice!:)

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN:

  "I thought you met Thomas in a shop yesterday when you were out shopping with the girls? You met him there again today?" Wes asked.

  I sighed.

  "Well, I only have my naive-ness and my stupidity to blame for today." I conscended.

  "The stupidity part, I can understand, but the naive-ness? I don't think you're that naive," He said.

  "You make me out as if I'm some terribly evil person." I said sarcastically.

  Wes laughed and grabbed his waterbottle from the side table, taking a sip. The afternoon sun shone through the window, casting its ultra-yellow rays onto the wooden panelling.

  "Hey Wes," I said. "Don't you have like loads of homework to catch up on?" I asked.

  "Done. Alicia came over today to bring me the remainder of the homework you conveniently left in school today. But, oh well, I guess I know the reason." He teased. 

  I ignored his jibe.

  "Oh, Alicia dropped by?" I raised my eyebrows suggestively. "I wasn't aware of that."

  Something was going o-on!

  "To be an amazing friend to let me catch up on my homework." Wes said quickly.

  "Amazing?" I chuckled.

  "Anyway," He rolled his eyes. "You haven't told me what link Richard has to Thomas."

  "Are you sure you're alright?" I dodged his topic. "After every-"

  "Juliet."

  "Fine." I huffed. 

  Why must he make my life so miserable?

  I so need to go to the library to unwind or something soon. No one was going to change my mindset of the library. I wasn't going to run away again.

  Phew.

AFTER SCHOOL:

  I blew my fringe away from my face and stretched on my toes, switching the books. It has been far too long since I've been in a library, and I was so unhappy with my life, I needed a dose of fairytale-no, folklore, to cheer myself up. I had visited Tom today to purchase another of his poems, and he had recommended me this book, titled "Secrets to Life." It was actually a book about remedies to life, but there were several copies of it in the library. Tom had advised me to take the fourth edition, whatever that meant anyway.

  I sighed as I shut the book again. Third edition. Gosh, just where was the fourth edition? 

  Was it just me, or was my life so twisted up?