Third Person's P. O. V
, " How was your sleep?" Looking at the small head bowing while jotting down the notes, she get the feeling that she was a little cold today.
, " Good. " her one word reply kind of confuse her. Ellina massage her temple slightly trying to ease the dull pain, " Didn't you take the medicine I left on you nightstand? " seeing her frown she question.
Ellina look at her and ignore her directly, if she didn't give her the drink it would not have hurt. Seeing her round emerald eyes filled with a slight blame her heart was softened into a pile of puddle.
, " You really didn't remember anything?" she question again finding it a little difficult to believe .
Hearing her question out of the blue that had nothing to do with their earlier conversation she was a little shock, " No. " she reply in a cold manner.
, " Really? " Ellina glare at her, " How many times do you intend to ask me? I already said no! " she was kind of irritated and flustered that she kept asking, and also scared she might realize she was just pretending.
, " Okay, don't be angry anymore. " she ruffled her soft hair, smiling meaningfully. It's fine if you don't remember, I guaranteed that you will remember it the next time.
Ellina slapped her hand away, arranging her hair in a proper manner , the bell ring signalling the start of the first class. The students went to their designated seat, seeing that Rue was still standing in front of her desk, with her hand on either side of her desk bending down slightly with no intention to move, she gaze up at her in wonder, " Why aren't you returning yet? " she question her, Rue leans toward her with a small smile playing on her lips obviously in a good mood, mere inches away from her face Ellina lean back instinctively looking around to see if anyone was looking at them.
Extending her hair, she pushed her hair back slightly, " Well, I'm trying to engraved you face into my mind cause you probably won't even bother to look at me during class and I can only watch your back. " she remark with a pout, Ellina felt her face heating up slightly as her heart skip a beat. She will be the death of her, she turn her face to the side, directly ignoring her, no longer having the intention of replying to her any longer.
Jess also quickly settle next to her, she took several look at Rue who was leaning back lazily on her seat giving off an aloof appearance, " Are you guys together? " she lean in close, whispering to Ellina.
, " No. " Ellina shakes her head with a small smile.
, " That's good then, if you guys indeed date you would probably only be her rebound. Like she was crazy about that bitch before. " she added, " Crazy about what bitch? " she asked in a confuse manner, " Oh! Jules. " , " How crazy? " , "Crazy to the max," Ellina eyes dimmed slightly.
, " Don't fall for her, you would only end up hurt. " she warn worried that her friend would fall for her. In all honestly, Rue is beautiful and she didn't doubt it will be difficult for her to get any man or woman but if that person is her friend and she knows she is bound to be hurt, it's her responsibility to protect her. She slightly note down in her heart to always stick to Ellina, and separate her from Rue.
, " Your worry are for naught. " she smile tiredly, if only.
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, " Are you available? " Rue slung a bag over her shoulder, standing in front of her desk waiting for her to be ready.
Ellina quietly put back her books inside her bag, shaking her head, " What are you going to do? "
, " I have to buy some necessities. " after a long pause she reply.
, " I'll go with you. "
, " You don't have to, I can go by myself. " she kept her bag on her desk, Rue directly take ahold of her bag intending to carry it.
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Redemption ( Euphoria - Rue Bennett' s FF){ G×G}
Fanfiction,"Ellina Sidra , please stop bothering me, " Rue said coldly, I stood frozen in place , never thought that she would know my name . She walked forward in the hallway, packed with student and their chattering sound. I quickly looked in her direction...
