The Missing Piece

8. Altered

Namjoon's POV

"Hey! What are you reading?" she stood in front of me, A girl I didn't know but attracted my interest enough that I took the time out of my precious book to see what she wanted. A big smile and a sparkle in her eyes she had, happiness evident in her every move and her positive aura diverting my attention. Bending a little she tried to read the title of the book squinting her eyes "40 Rules of Love. bend more and you will break your neck" I said peeking my head out of the book in a bored tone

"Oh Love??" She said her eyes lightening up at the mention of it and another smile–so bright that I thought I should wear sunscreen or I will get burned– appeared on her face.

"You like reading romantic books?" She questioned playfully wiggling her eyebrows "Seriously? What are you? 10?" I questioned bored by her presence "I mean isn't this book about...love and intimacy and stuff?" She asked looking around trying to avert her eyes from me, a pout adorning her face which puffed her cheeks, she looked cute.

"No" I answered sternly "So why is it named 40 rules of love?" I mentally deadpanned

"Because it's about sufism dumbhead, love is not only between people it is a feeling that you need to experience, a feeling so raw that a person can do anything for whom his heart desires and you won't understand...shoo away kiddo you are wasting my time" I said trying to immerse myself into the story again.

"Rude" She pouted and went away her head hung low

'why was I so rude to her?' I thought and felt bad for doing so after she left. She seemed like a good person but I don't want to be involved with anyone around here. She could be one of them and is trying to get to me for something...But still I shouldn't be like them. They are all rich spoiled brats and they all have a purpose when they decide to talk with someone.

In this school friendships are selfish, they are made for gain, people make friends and once they find someone better the latter is abandoned. Friendship is not a coincidence, around here they are planned for benefit, now it depends what kind of benefit it maybe I mean it could be for power, money, studies, sex, love anything beneficial. I don't want to be a part of such people.

But I shouldn't have been so coarse...I shouldn't be like them. When I spoke rudely to her the sparkle from her eyes just...vanished and it just keeps on playing in my head and bothers me. I huffed feeling bad now and regretting being rude since she was now irritating me and diverting my mind from the book.

Sighing I closed my book and placed it in my bag carefully as it was precious. It was my fav... My baby. I moved from my leaning position, cracked my shoulders which had gone stiff because of how I was standing and went to look for that cute ass monkey.

I asked around and found her in the cafeteria sitting on a table alone. Her head in her hands, a pout on her face, she looked sad and I felt bad. I went to her and sat on the opposite chair. "Hey!!" I said smiling "Hey" she replied frowning and tucking her head in her arms which rested on the table. "Are you sad?" I asked a dumb question which I instantly regretted "No I am overwhelmed with joy since my attempt in making a friend went fantastic" she said her voice muffled and sarcasm laced in it.

"Sorry" I said trying to sound as apologetic as possible "I didn't mean to be that harsh, I just...I'm sorry" I reason out struggling to find the right words, the guy who is best with his vocabulary was not out of words.

"Fine, I will forgive you but on one condition" lifting her head from her arms she says "And may I owe the pleasure to know that?" I say trying to lighten the mood

"You have to be my friend" she says the sparkle returning in her eyes "Hmmm" I say trying to act like I am thinking about it "If you don't want to be my friend that is fine, I forgive you for being rude" She again tucks her head in her arms "No! I was just kidding, I will be your friend in fact I would love to be your friend" I say defending my statement