You're my only one

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The next day, Friday, at 8:10 am

Ok, Kayla told me her plan. I'll meet her tomorrow at 10 am, since Saturday we don't have school, at her house.

and I'll have to help her choose her clothes, her perfume, do her makeup and mostly support her emotionally.

not gonna lie, she's probably excited to date J just because that guy's cute. it's true, but they barely know each other.

Kayla told me that they will get to know each other better at the datez even if I think it's better if you go out on a date with someone once you know them.

whatever, her life, she chooses.

I enter my class with Kayla and sit down. yep, we're also in the same classroom, so I have to deal with her even inside of the school.

I grab my math notebook and my pen, as the teacher slowly starts explaining the new topic. something I already know so I can just sleep.

yesterday, I didn't sleep that much. Kayla kept on messaging me about how beautiful and hot J is, and I felt bad if I didn't answer.

the sounds of the notifications woke me up so many times last night.

so, I lay my head down and close my eyes, sleeping as I'm too tired. but my sleep gets interrupted by the sound of the loud bell ringing. the break time one tho, which is at 10 am.

seems like I slept 2 hours and the teachers luckily didn't notice me, as I'm in the last row.

I'm a quiet girl so, every month, when we change our desks, I basically have to sit in the last row every time.

not complaining tho.

ugh...

I stand up, feeling the need to expel my waste, aka going to the bathroom.

but as I lift my butt from my chair, I notice everyone giggling at me in class, which confuses me, but I decide to ignore everyone.

I exit the class and start walking to the bathroom, but suddenly bump into someone, almost making me fall.

I softly squeak in surprise, and look up in surprise, and guess who it was?

"ugh... next time look where you're g-" the boy starts, but then looks at me and giggles. it was J.

J is the strongest when we play volleyball at P.E.

it's clear that he goes to gym, as his muscles are visible. when he passes by, you could see lines of girls literally drooling at the mere sight of him

and not only girls, but boys too. people say he's a womanizer but I don't believe that. he seems like a good guy.

I mean, fluffy, white hair and red eyes. he has that permanent gentle face and is always sweet to everyone. he doesn't even seem the type to know what sex is

what's with everyone? why is everyone laughing at me? I feel so confused and disrespected.

I tilt my head in confusion, but he just shakes his head as "no" and walks away, smiling and chuckling.