Mad Love (I'm Anti-romantic) Book 3

Ice cream

At the time the class ended, it was already noon. Mr Wright placed everyone into groups.

Ten in each groups. All together was a total of five groups.

He explained to us why he did it that way. According to him, placing us into groups would made it easy when it comes to practicals in the Lab.

Everyone had wanted to join my group.

Sorry, but I didn't place myself there by myself. It was Mr Wright's.

It turns out that Max and eight other friendly people are in my group. We're the group 2.

Mr Wright had told us he'll supply us our uniform wears only on our first day at the lab which is gonna be after my matriculation.

Matriculation comes next week Friday. Freshman's year, only.

Well, not really my first day at the lab but countless. As long as I can remember, the lab use to be my serene place for reading.

Call me boring.

Science is never boring to me. I'd speak to the empty test tubes and burners back then.

Mutual friendship.

Max and I walked side by side in the school premises.

It such a beautiful environment they have in here. Unlike my boarding school. They couldn't even clean the gutters in months.

I remember when my wicked physics teacher forcefully asked me and the entire class to go out under the sun one hot afternoon to clean the dirty surroundings.

It such a poor learning environment. Not government approved.

That's the only school grandma found comfortable for me. Not because...well, the truth is, she found it cheaper for me.

She couldn't afford other school's fees and bills here and there.

But--did I complain?

"Do you live around?" Max's deep voice spoked, plummy. He is surely an Englishman.

I blushed. Even his voice is more attractive than when he last spoke to me in class.

We've been walking for few minutes now. Actually, it's a thirty minutes break. Better use it wisely.

I didn't notice his voice was this cool. Maybe because of the crowd back there in class, but now I do.

I only nodded. My chin still pink, keeping my smile, firmed.

His hands are tucked into his pockets. I saw a car key's holder hooked on his black thick belt which surrounded his grey pants.

We continued moving in slow and steady tracks.

"The sun is very hot." He placed the back of his hand over his forehead like a shade and then he looked down at me.

Oh those grey eyes. I felt like it was gonna rain from them. Sorry but it's not a cloud.

"Do you care for an ice cream?" He asked me.

Of course I do!

I shook my head vigorously.

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Max and I sat peacefully in an ice cream shop. Mine was vanilla and his was chocolate.

The shop is not far from the school premises. So we don't have to transport back to class.

I fidget with my ice cream spoon which is stuck inside my ice cream.

Max had taken few spoons from his and have just taken one.