Alice
The first time I met Calum was three years ago. It was summer. The greatest summer I've ever had.
"Daddy, who is that?" I ask as he swerves our Range Rover in the streets of Eden.
"Who?"
"That boy with the black hair. Does he live here?" Because if he does, I'm gonna stroll my bike around here more often.
You can say it's love at first sight.
"You're too young for that, young lady." My father reprimands.
"Too young for what?" I can see my father's green eyes' reflection on the rearview mirror crinkling as he chortles a laugh.
I was just asking. It's not like I'm gonna jump out of the car and propose to that boy.
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After weeks of strolling around the same street where I first saw him, I finally believe that I am the most unfortunate being of all.
I never saw him again.
Maybe he is just a figment of my imagination. A figment that my subconscious forcefully made just to give me enough strength to push through each day.
Just like today.
Why is summer so short? It slipped away just when I'm starting to reach the zenith of its warmth?
"Can I go next week? I'm not feeling well for the likeliness of the remaining school days."
"School has just started and you're already whining about it."
Why can't parents understand that their children are far better off away from school? What if something happens during class? What if there's a miscalculation and an asteoroid just decides to hit, instead of Room 203, but Room 201? That's where I'll be spending my first dreaded hours by the way.
"Come on Alice! You'll be late for your class."
Since I cannot ever disobey my father, I drag my feet towards our car.
I'll be writing a farewell letter on my way to school. Therefore, if the apocalypse happens and I perish, I will still have the chance to share my unique and clever thoughts with you.
I scuff my way to Room 201, filling my head with all the positive thoughts of the black-haired boy -who mysteriously disappeared- before he has the most fortuitous opportunity to meet me.
First days are just uncalled for. They are the worst that I could ever experience as a student.
I just hope that nothing will worsen it even more. But of course, I shouldn't dream of it.
What made my day all the worse is that the chair I am left to sit on is beside Luke Hooligan Hemmings.
What are the odds!
Believe me, he never tried anything against me, but I just feel more comfortable hating him than ignoring his unbearable existence. And I hate myself for even letting this obnoxious prat slip inside my head, even when I'm just thinking of putting him in a giant skewer and feed him to a pride of lions. I mean, that bloody menace isn't worth to waste my precious time thinking of.
He looks my way and smirks like the prig that he is.
I can't believe that Brookdale Academy allows such entity to freely roam about and spread his decaying attitude further.
Aren't they against violence and vices?
"Cal! You came."
At first, I thought his dimwitted beady eyes has mistaken me as somebody else.
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