"God, you look like two drenched puddles! If that's even possible." The girls from my lesson crowded around us, looking to humiliate the both of us any way possible. Reno was smirking with her left eyebrow raised and Aimee had the identical expression. I swear to God, those two could be joined at the hip. With myself, of course.
One of the girls shouted at miss asking where the hell I was. She paced forward with alarming speed. I wasn't going to enjoy this. Her trainers were millimetres from mine when she boomed an explanation that made my ear drums pop.
"These two love birds.... Were caught under the pink cherry blossom tree being all lovey dovey. Sharing kisses, and acting all cute and stuff. Basically boring crap that should be punished as she technically didn't listen to anyone. Obviously, except him." A cacophony of laughing filled the air, my ear drums and cheeks bursting into a fit of bright colour. Scarlet, to be exact. Like I had been laughing too much or I had been hanging upside for ten minutes or so. I tried to hide my violently blushing cheeks. But wasn't successful.
"Aw. Someone's embarrassed, are they? Or are they in love?" Her, Amanda's, words dripped with montonous sarcasm. Great, I was going to have to explain myself, and I didn't explain anything. Except to "him" and my parents. Obviously, or I would be way in over my head with trouble. Although I kinda am. With teachers and such. Anyway.
"No. It was just an unfortunate moment, that's all. No, "feelings", or whatever the hell you think I'm playing. What's the date?" I tried to ask a random question to shift the attention from my little romantic escapade. (Well, that's what they say say. Not me. I just call it, well, check what I just said.)
"Yeah, like you can get away with that. How did - " Before she could finish her sentence, she was called to the Head's office. Ha, she deserves it. That bitch. I chuckled lightly under my breath.
I crammed all of my books into my bag and ran (for the life of me) to Maths. I've never been more thankful for Mathematics, I don't think, EVER.
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