Tuesday morning.
8am
After the regular morning announcements; the bell was rung for first period, and the students began to dismiss the hallway.
Jessica stylishly lingered around, hoping to be the first to confront Aimy. But in time- when the hall monitor began to parade, she had no choice but to head to class to continue her wait.
In class
Not too long after the students finally brought themselves to calm down about Harry- thanks to Emer and her friends constant threat to report them to the school authority- a teacher walked in.
"Hi kids" She said calmly, dropping her book on a table
"Hi, Mrs Martinez." A few of them replied.
"O-k-a-y, let's begin." She adds, adjusting her skirt nervously, as she heads for the white board to Begin teaching.
Few hours later, she began to mark attendance.
She comes across an unfamiliar name, then realized...
"Harris Wynn!" She called out.
"Yes miss" Harry replied hurriedly, like he just got snapped back to reality
"Oh no, I completely forgot" She remarks in realization, "Everyone this is-"
"Harris Wynn!" The girls in class chorused in unison.
"Oh, y'all seem to be familiar with him already. Well make sure to treat him-"
"kindly and make him feel welcomed." They cut in again longingly.
The popular guys in class just snarled at this. They all kept mute, keeping a stone cold look at Harry.
"Okay then." She concludes,
She scrolls through the register again, then she recalls a name, "Aimy Parker!" she calls out, still expecting some kind of reply.
"Where could she be?" She muttered to herself. She stylishly picks up her phone to dial Allison's number, but stops when she hears her name echo through the class from the entrance.
She turned to her caller, and finds Aimy short of breath, standing at the entrance.
"Aimy Parker, right on time.
Where have you been?" She asks, walking towards her, after already picking up her things.
Now
In class
Aimy decided to break the news to Harry stylishly, expecting a worthwhile reaction, but instead she got an_
"Oh, cool.
I've always wanted to have someone like you as a speck." Harry replied jokingly, after a short halt in speech.
"You think this is a joke?" Aimy blows out in rage,
"I promised myself I wouldn't have a boyfriend till I'm done with school and own my own private enterprises. Have about two houses, a car, and a private rocket that I'd use to visit the moon at will..." Aimy adds soberly
Harry went on another role of silence- trying to comport himself from a burst out. He manages to reduce it into a few short chortle, before losing himself and finally erupting it into a belly laugh.
He tried to keep it undertone by covering his mouth, but it wasn't enough.
Some girls already stormed out once they saw them conversing.
(It appears Jessica wasn't the only one in hope that it's all just a rumour.)
"i'm so sorry" He adds with his eyes a bit watery from laughing.
"Its just that- you got it all planned out." He concludes, when the force to laugh finally dies down.
"This doesn't bother you at all?" Aimy asks in amusement
"No, should it?" he replies confusingly
"So, you don't mind that the whole school- and probably soon the world. Would think you're dating a girl you bearly know, don't like, and eh- don't even know much about." Aimy asks soberly
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SpiritualAimy is a young teenage girl with a God given ability to view things to come in form of dreams. Lacking understanding to them and there being no one known to her who could interpret or explain them. She ends up in a world of torments and trembles to...
