Two different world

sebentin

This is the only chapter written under Freen's POV. Let's justify what she did to Becky HAHAHA! JK. Freen's will come to her senses sooner (I think?) if not, I'll knock it off from her HAHA.

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Freen's POV

I didn't mean for it to happen.

I honestly didn't.

But before I could even comprehend what was happening, I was already hooked.

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"Come on Noey!" I say for the umpteenth time, looking past my shoulder to see Noey keeping her slow pace. "I might die under this sun, so hurry up will you?"

Noey smiles lazily. "Don't be so cranky Freen. We're not late."

"I know. I just need to get into that pool. And fast."

It has been unbearably hot for the past week, something rather unusual for late August. l, and Nam invited Heng, Noey and me to a pool party along with some other people from college.

The afternoon sun is merciless and I can feel sweat sliding down my back despite my thin tank top.

I'm about to turn around to talk to Noey again when something hits the side of my leg.

"What the hell?" I mumble grumpily, looking down to see a soccer ball resting at my feet.

"Shit! Sorry about that!" A husky voice says to my left.

I turn my head around, taking in the sight of a girl jogging towards me. I know her from school but I can't quite remember her name- that's not the point for now.

For now, I'm completely mesmerized by the subtle way her breasts moved under her blue low cut sports top whilst she's running.

I realize the girl has come to a stop in front of me so I smile awkwardly, focussing my attention on the way some of the lose hair from her messy ponytail is sticking to her forehead.

"Are you... okay?" I hear her ask me, concern evident on her face.

I clear my throat, gulping loudly when I notice the sweat glistening just above her cleavage. . "Huh, yeah, totally. I'm good."

"Do you want some water? It's just so hot these days- you might just be a bit dehydrated." She replies with a throaty chuckle. It makes me want to smile too.

"No, I'm fine. I- I have to go." I finally stutter out, spinning on my heels, effectively leaving her behind.

Noey's waiting for me a few meters away and I ignore her questioning look when I grab her arm, eager to put as much space as possible between me and the girl with the enthralling stare.

It's when I'm about to knock on Nam's door that I remember her name.

Becky. Becky Armstrong.

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"I can't believe Teacher Yah paired me up with the leopard print bitch." Nam comments coldly, grabbing a fries from Noey's plate.

"At least you're not stuck with that Irin girl." Noey replies, her mouth full.

Nam shrugs. "I don't know. She seems nice."

"Nice? I wasn't even sure if she was speaking!"

I tune out their arguing, toying with the food in my plate.

Teacher Yah paired me up with Becky. Of course. I wish I could just not care about it- do the assignment and never talk to her again. But I just can't seem to get Becky out of my head. It's been like that for days now.