Same Stars

Chapter 29

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Alice's POV

But as I closed my locker, he appeared with a scowl etched on his face. "-Harry." The look on his face was similar to yesterday, and I know he's not here for what I wish he would.

I can't just jump into conclusions! That's stupid. It's almost as if my mind is going insane, how do I drive this conversation? I'm nervous as fuck, you can tell by the way my hands are tightly gripped on my books from last night.

"What are you doing here?" I tried to sound normal and chill but it did not end well. He's looking unaffected. Seems like he is unhappy of the sight of me in front of him.

He's probably thinking, "Let's get this over with" but part of me wishes I'm wrong.

"I came here for my notebook, my Literature notebook, you borrowed it." I was taken aback by the way he sounded so sure, dude do you even know what happened?

I was quick to react to his words "Oh. I was going to pull that shit out of my locker anyways," I huffed and my hands angrily fumbled eager to unlock my locker, like I need any of your help, borrowed your notebook? Oh please.

Well fuck you if you think I'll ever need you ever again. I pulled out my stuff and got his shitty notebook. Feeling the anger course through my bloodstream, I'm in the verge of crying in front of him. But I don't want to be desperate and look weak. So I diverted my attention and started biting on my cheeks.

Smile.

"for the record I didn't borrow this, you left it in the library, your highness. Enjoy." I purposely dropped the notebook on the floor and bammed the locker on my way out.

I hate to admit it but I was right, and I never knew him at all.

And I'm glad my tears did not betray me. I don't feel like going to class today though, what a waste of time meeting that asshole! So here I am, locking myself up in the toilet, hoping nobody noticed that little fight of ours in the hallway.

I checked the time and it was 8:54, I think it's safe to ditch classes now. I make my way outside the campus by passing by the back door, but if I sit around the fences I'd be caught. The windows above don't have any curtains.

Cheap ass school.

Why don't I just ditch classes but still stay in school.

The stadium!

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Thankfully, my camera is still alive, so I won't have any worries on finding something to pass the time. The stadium was empty, thank God, and if the maintenance guy was here. We're close friends so all is well.

Nope, this isn't the first time I cut classes. No one actually knew, not Harry, Lex, my parents, a teacher or a classmate. No one except for Mr. Ruthers.

So I went up the bleachers and rested my bag unto a pillar, laying down on the flat surface. Staring at the structure above isn't so bad, it makes you forget about bad friends and worthless fights.

"This is gonna be mad!" I jumped back, surprised of a voice that echoed through the stadium.

"Why did coach excuse only both of us again?" Quickly, I hid myself behind the pillars, stealing some glances on whoever those people are.

"Because she follows that ritual thing where you bring your best senior lads two days before the game, all day, inside the football field, to practice." I hear laughing, and damn I recognize that voice. Those voices actually. Accent, it's that accent.