Psychopath

Chapter 2

Ema, Andrija, and Sofija ended up sleeping over. We woke up pretty late and had to rush to get ready for school.
Andrija's driver dropped us at school later that day. I'm getting detention for sure.

"Good morning." I greeted as we rushed to our seats.

"Late again."

"I_"

"You know what? I'm tired of the four of you. Detention!"

"That's not fair. We_"

"Detention!" Our teacher said sternly and we rolled our eyes and went to sit.

Kosta was already in class and he kept on looking out the window like he was waiting for someone.

At break, he left the class before we could even say hi. How rude.

We all tried our best to befriend him but he never talked. We asked him questions but he brushed them off. He doesn't even talk about his favorite food or his favourite colour. But Ema managed to find his birthday and it was in three weeks.

"What are we doing for him?" I asked as we ate our snacks.

"Why do you care so much? He doesn't even mind you." Andrija asked.

"He's probably shy." I shrugged and he rolled his eyes.

I then realised he was sitting alone at one corner of the cafeteria seriously writing something on a paper.

"Let's go." I said and took my tray.

As soon as we sat down, he folded the paper and placed it in his pocket.

"What was that?" Ema asked.

"Nothing." He said in an indifferent manner and started to munch on his chocolate cake.

"What do you guys want?" He asked.

"Can you be nice for once? We just want you to feel at home."

"I feel at home. Thanks for checking. Now please leave."

"No. Let's eat together."

"I have stuff to do. I'll leave first." He said and left.

"What the_" Andrija said as we watched him go.

"He's definitely hiding something." I said lowly and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Sofija asked.

"I'll be back." I said and followed him.

He stopped in front of the basketball court. He looked left and right before getting. Once I knew that he was far from the door, I quickly entered the court and hid behind the bleachers.
He sat down and took out the same paper and a pen.
He started writing somethings on it. I was curious so I quietly went over to him and tried to read but I guess he sensed that someone was behind him. He stopped and folded the paper after which he turned slowly towards me.

"Hi." I said with a big smile. He looked so annoyed.

"What do you want?"

"Why are you being so secretive?"

"What's your problem? You're always following me and trying to see what I'm doing. Why can't you leave me alone?"

"I_"

"You're so nosey. It's annoying."

"What are you trying to hide, huh?" I was also angry at this point. How dare he call me nosey.

"That's none of your business."

"Of course it is. You're my friend."

"You're not my friend. We were never friends and we never will be. Got it?" He said and stormed out.