Chapter-01

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POV: Amelia Grey

"Amelia Grey..."  Evie speaks

is she mad at me or something?

"Are we seriously going to go to class ?"

oh . . . never mind . . . 

Evie is my bestfriend and a year older to me but still acts like a kid. Though when needed she becomes a mama bear, so I know I can always rely on her. 

She has been my best friend for as long as I can remember. We met during our middle school ages and we were neighbors, not school mates. 

Truth be told , we did not have a good impression of each other at first. I found her cuteness and childish behavior annoying and she used to hate me for not speaking up about anything, not expressing my feeling clearly. Therefore a lot of misunderstanding occurred between us. No clue how we ever made up. 

Back to the scene ,

She complains, tugging on my jacket "Class is so boring and it always stresses me out! ".  I glance at her, placing a finger on her forehead "Ev, you know you need to get your attendance up if you still have any intention of going to the beach house for a week with me and Ruth."

I take off my jacket as Evie keeps tugging on it and hand it to her as we make our way to class. She then wears the jacket around herself.

 "But you know I hate it when professor Kim is the substitute for the class."  she insists as she crosses her arms but I smirk while shrugging my shoulders "yet he was your first professor crush" I say in a teasing tone.

"AHHHHHH!... do not remind me of the time my immature thoughts controlled me. ugh. You know I was just really curious about this type of relationship."  she pouts "Thinking about that will send me to an eternal coma due to embarrassment. I'm serious, good looks like that get wasted on a man like him. His personality is wayyy too shitty."

I laugh at her embarrassed face "by the way Amy"  Evie continues with a look of excitement "What happened to that game you were talking about a few days ago. "

"oh that"  I give her a wide grin "I asked my brother to buy it for me as an early birthday present ."

"Its a multi-player game right? I wanna play that game with you! " she says with a 'can't wait ' tone.

"yea sure, why not. "  I reply back with a smile.

As we walk while talking about the game, my phone rings. My attention then gets diverted and I accidentally bump into someone leading my phone to slip from my grip. 

"Oh! I'm sorry! " 

As I apologize I take notice of the man's outfit. A dark grey hoodie, black mask and sunglasses. A celebrity? . . . no way. he looks more suspicious than a jail breaker. "...I was not paying attention to where- " 

" It's fine. Just look where you are going next time."  the man responds without even turning our way and walks away like I was an insignificant human. Did he just treat me like a bug? . . . nahhh, he had enough decency to respond soo. . . bastard either way. 

Oh shit! my phone!  Evie picks my phone up and hands it over to me. " Right! the call . . . "  

Looking at my phone screen" my phone's screen. . . its cracked"  Evie trembles slightly as she looks at me with a slightly pale face.

 " Evie. . . have you ever heard of a murder case , where the murder happened because the victim broke the murderer's phone screen?  if not I have a feeling you might see it soon on tv. " 

"don't go around thinking of murdering the guy now !"

From her reaction I can tell that she can literally feel the ominous aura of anger looming over my head. 

 Why that- ugh !

"He didn't even bother apologizing or look at us . The level of disrespect. " 

 . . . I look at my phone screen to see a missed call from my brother.

 Evie speaks up "who was that man anyway? Is he a celebrity or something? he covered up his face..." 

"More like a creepy creep"

. . . 

" pfft- "  Evie covers her mouth in an attempt to not let a laugh escape from her lips, but too late for that.

"why . . . did you laugh? was something funny? "

"You said 'creepy creep' . . . "  while trying her best not to laugh , she straightens up "Ahem! you used the word twice so it was a bit funny."  I can do nothing but sigh . . .

"Oh! By the way who called you? Was it Ruth?"  she questions.

"Ya... wait a sec let me call him again." 

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wow... isn't he taking his sweet time answering my call. Clearly out to annoy me I see. . .

 A few seconds later he picks up the call with a nonchalant "Hey."  with a PERIOD AT THE END!

"Well, didn't you take your sweet time answering my call. "

"don't blame me, you also did the same but worse, you didn't even answer the call. "

"that's because I crashed into-"

"Just come to the local café where we usually meet. 10 minutes is all the time you get. "  he says right before cutting the call 

"Ruth! Hey-  . . . that annoying little brat."  though annoyed , I sigh

" You know he is an adult now so you can't continue calling him a brat forever. "  Evie chuckles

"he will always be my little annoying brother ,so always and forever, I will call him a brat"  I say as an smile pops on my face.

"you know you should use phrases like 'always and forever' in a more romantic line next time" she smiles as she says this. 

"Ha. Ha. Stop teasing me." I respond with a 'I saw this coming' smile.

I have never had a crush in my life, therefore no romantic experience what so ever. I doubt I will get a chance to use this phrase any time soon.

Evie holds my hand and pulls me "Come on now, let's go to the cafe and you can be mad at him in person instead."  A small chuckle escapes my lips "Ya lets go ."

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Hello readers! As this is my first story I'm ever writing there might be parts that are not up to par with your standards. I'm writing this as a hobby only. But please continue reading this story. ^^ Every time I reread the story I re-edit it #(hehe). Not anything important just grammar editing.

I will probably not post on a timely interval . But I will try my best. Mostly one chapter every month. Do not get your hopes up. Thankyou for your time.  :)




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