Hate You, Love You. | Jenlisa

24

Can you believe it's Friday?

Well it is and the whole week has been nothing but a blur. I skipped school on Tuesday to take care of Ella since she was still recovering, resumed on Wednesday to Rosé telling me about how the teachers were going on and on about how important test week is, spent the better part of Thursday in the library because it was a half day and that leaves us to, well today.

Guess where I am?

English Literature class with Mrs. Choi.

Do I want to get out of here? Most definitely.

Okay, I love English Lit, it's one of my favorite subjects but I don't need any help passing it. Not to brag again, but I've maintained an A+ for three years now and I'm showing no signs of slowing down.

"Alright class, don't forget to read Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats," Mrs. Choi reiterates for like the nth time. Seriously, if it's going to come out in the test, just say so.

"It's highly important that you read and understand that poem thoroughly."

The bell rings, signalling the end of the day and I breathe a huge sigh of relief. Everyone scrambles out of their seats, desperate to leave class because it's Friday and no one wants to be stuck in school longer than necessary on Friday.

"Where are you headed?" Rosé asks as we make our way to her locker, passing the sea of students.

"Probably the library to get some reading done. You?" She pouts and opens her locker. "I'm going home because you know I can't read in the library. I don't know how you do it. It's just too serious and not for me."

I smile and shake my head a bit. Rosé hates the library. She says it's too serious but I know it's only a front. I'm highly observant and perceptive when it comes to behavioral patterns of people and I know for a fact that she feels intimidated by the calibre of people that actually go there. She thinks it's only for 'smart people'.

Rosé is smart, and I keep telling her that. She just needs to put in a little more effort to be in the top ten in our class rank.

"Are you sure you don't want to come with me?" I question in a bid to persuade her. She nods her head and I sigh in resignation. "It's a nerd fest in there and I do not want to be part of that," she jokes. "Besides, I really have to catch up on Economics because I barely know what Mr. Jung is talking about in that class. Test week is stressing me out."

Test week is stressing all of us out.

"I feel you, boo. But don't worry, it's just test week, not exams," I reassure her. "It'll all pan out. All we need to do is study."

"I agree." Rosé looks at her watch and curses. "Shit, it's 3:30 and I forgot I had to meet Ms. Son." She closes her locker hurriedly and waves a goodbye to me, running down the hallway and shoving people in the process.

I make my way outside, bag on my shoulder and phone in hand as I see a text message from Kai asking me how my test prep is going. I haven't been to work in a while due to my tests coming up and Ella being sick so I guess he's just concerned.

As he should be because he's my boyfriend.

I send a quick text to him saying that I'm going to the library. Heading towards the sidewalk, I cross over to the student's parking lot and make my way to my car. Opening the car door, I dump my bag in the back seat and follow suit. Closing it, I open the bag and sift out the books I want to read at the library.

We have Algebra and English Lit on Monday so that's where my energy is going to be focused on. I hear a tap on my left-side window and I look up to see who it is.