14B. 14B. 14B. God, Where the heck is 14B? I’m getting lost. Geez. I almost panicked and jumped up and down and walked around, and then I bumped into someone.
“I-I” I said looking at the person I bumped into. Now, I’m looking at his marble grey eyes. Ombre blonde hair. His black GAP jacket makes him look pale but- ugh. Why are there so many hot guys in this school?! I can’t concentrate. I should stop to be clumsy.
“I’m sorry” I fully said
“Watch where you’re going next time, babe” Babe?! He’s British. B-British Accent. Why does he need to be this hot?! I sigh, We just stared at each other. Until-
“D-do you know where 14B classroom is?” I asked hoping he’d know
“Uhm, World History?” He replied with his sexy British accent
“Y-Yeah” I said
“Same Class” he said showing his white glowing teeth.
“Really?” I said smiling back
“Follow me” he said walking forward as I follow him, he stopped for a moment and waited for me to be at his side then continued walking.
“By the way, I’m Conner” he said offering a hand, and smile
“Tricia” I said shaking his hand.
“You’re new here, aren’t you” he asked
“Y-Yeah, We just moved here weeks ago” I said
“Oh. How was it so far?”
“Great. My friends were here, my friends before” I said
“That’s nice” He said. He seems so kind and a gentleman. He’s not like the other boys, like, like Josh Green. Ew. Why did I thought of him anyway? Ugh.
14B.
“Well, I guess we’re here” he said pointing at the label that says ‘14B’
“Thank You, Conner, I would’ve been lost there” I said looking really sincere.
“No problem” he said as he opened the door for me. See? Gentleman.
“Thanks” I said
“Oh, Mr. Ward and Ms. Michaels” Ms. Someone said
“Good morning, Ms. Cline” Conner said
“Good morning, please take a seat and we’ll start in a few minutes” she said. She sounds so sweet, I think I’ll love World history. I took a glance at the classroom to see if there’s an available seat. Lucky for me there’s two available seat. Pair seat. Conner and I went straight to it and dropped my bag then took a seat getting my notebook and pen.
“I guess I’ll see you this close everyday” Conner said out of the blue. I looked at him and I blushed. His grey dark eyes poking me. I just smiled with a little laugh in it.
I look around to see my classmates. Apparently we are at the last row and last column on the right. I took a glance at Conner, he was writing. I think he’s smart, so smart. Sexy Smart. I turn my gaze around until it was locked at Josh. Was he staring at me the whole time? I realized he was just on the same row to my left. He was with a girl who I think was named Giana Lavenders. Why was he angry? I looked away. I tried to glance at him but he’s still staring. What’s wrong with him? I’m starting to get scared. Ignoring him, I continue to write on my notebook some keywords to what Ms. Cline was saying. I wonder if she has a daughter or son, she seems to be so nice and boring at the same time. Sigh.
*RING RING*
Have I really wondered that long? Gosh. Josh and I have the same subjects from World history to English. After English is my break time and I get to spend it with Seth and maybe follow him to the next room on Spanish. Well, I have my to do list, I just have to do it. But first, What’s wrong with Josh? Will I confront him or not? It’s really bothering.
He was going to our next class, I was following him, I think he knows that I’m right behind him. I was trying my best not to be seen by him, because I think he’s kind of angry because of me, but why?
“Will you stop following me, Tricia” He said and I finally showed up, getting annoyed
“Are you going to your next class?” I asked
“Ofcourse” he said
“Then I think you forgot that we have the same classes, genius” I said
“Whatever” He shook his head
“What the heck is wrong with you?” I blurted
“Nothing” he said with a poker face
“Stop doing that this instant. It’s creeping me out” I honestly said
“If I don’t” he said facing me. We were centimeters apart, his breath fanning my face. I was about to say ‘you’ll never gonna see me again’ and I will avoid him. But a guy bumped him, wow, lot of bumping today; he took a step back and continued walking and went into the classroom, so did I. As I went inside, he then got out. Dickhead! He was trying to trick me, he wants to get rid of me. He wants me to get lost in this school. Jerk. I stood in that classroom and they were staring at me.
“I-Is this Algebra class?” I asked the teacher who was staring
“I’m sorry dear, but this is Biology” she said
“I’m sorry” I said
“Algebra is that way” She said pointing to her left
“Okay, Thanks” I just said even though I didn’t know where to go to get there
I ran like a lightning because there are no more students were walking. I am a coward. I am scared. I have to find 13E. Finally 12E. I slowly walked as I almost reached 13E. This school sure has a lot of room. I opened the door to find the teacher discussing about Shakespeare.
“He was- “ Mr. Gonzales I think was cut off by my entrance
“You are late young lady” he said
“I-I’m sorry, I got lost” I said, and my classmates laughed. I just stood there embarrassed, cursing everyone of them, especially Josh.
“Alright, since you’re a new student I’ll let it pass, please take your seat” he said. Pointing at him. Josh. No. I made my decision not to talk to him. I walked towards him and sat, not minding his firing eyes at me.
“It’s a good news you got here” he said laughing silently. I simply looked at him, stared at him for five seconds, looked at my notebook and wrote some keywords again. I don’t want to see his face.
“So, Conner, huh?” he started. Is this about Conner? All along? Dammit.
“What about him?” I said, still not looking at him
“You should avoid him, he’s not as good as you think he is” he said
“What are you trying to say? What has he done to you?”I said this time looking at him with my hazel eyes.
“Just trust me, he’s a badass” he said
“Trust you? I trusted you with the classrooms I get to go to and I ended up in a wrong area” I said and seriously getting one of the maps in this school.
“It’s not that bad”
“Is it not that bad? You got me embarrassed” I said
“I’m sorry, I was just bothered” he said
“Why?” I asked. No response. Here we go again. Since he’s like this, I accepted the challenge not to talk to him. I’m sure it’s easy since he’s not really open about his feeling then let it be.
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Ficção AdolescenteI never knew that I was living a lie. A great big lie that have to crush me to pieces, why does this have to happen to me? If only I knew the truth earlier I never would have made this courageous decision in my life.
