Love Letters - Book of Oneshots

Exchange Student

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Anticipation. Mystery. Expectancy. 

A few words like these might come to your mind when you learn your class is going to get a new student.

For some it might be a hope for making a new friend, for some, a cause of academic rivalry... or who knows, fate might have a special plan of its own.

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"Ayina!" Cassie threw a pillow aiming for my head, and it hit it right there, "that stupid alarm of yours is going to make me rip my hair out!"

I groaned, pushing my face into the pillow to cancel out any noise. Just last night, she had called me over for a sleepover. There were bunch of other friends over too. We played some stupid games, watched a horror movie called The Conjuring, but they left after the movie was over. I stayed behind. Well, you see, it does get lonely sometimes in the house because my parents keep leaving for business trips. 

But I guess Cassie's parents were really very welcoming with the matter.

"Will you shut up and let me have five minutes of my peaceful sleep?" I reached my hand out blindly over the nightstand and grabbed my phone, and stopped (actually snoozed) the alarm through squinting eyes before tossing it off to the side.

Cassandra, or popularly as students call her, Cassie (since she feels the name 'Cassandra' is too old-fashioned), has been my best friend since elementary school. We have been quite inseparable since then, and so close that I might even call her my sister. I mean, if I look back, I can't remember why we became friends in the first place.

The alarm on the phone started blaring like honking horns again, "ugh," I sat up, and properly opened my eyes wide before hitting the actual stop button.

"Girl, I swear I will—"

I yawned, interrupting her, "shut up, Cas."

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, huh?" she smirked, before getting off the bed and grabbing her phone off the nightstand. I walked over to the mirror to fix the loose strands of my hair, even though it was not of much help.

"Oh my god!"

I startled in my position, almost falling off to the ground if I hadn't held on to the edge of the table nearby. The morning drowsiness with her screaming voice gave me no less of a heart attack.

"What the hell happened?" I exaggerated and emphasised on the word 'hell' feeling my irritation course through.

"Rumour has it we're having a new student over in our class!"

I scoffed, irritably, "and that's why you're screaming?"

"I did NOT scream, duh."

"Well, it was close to that. Anyways, how do you always have the recent and the latest ground-breaking news?"

She did a little bow, and raised her head high, while grabbing a hairbrush from her vanity, and poising it close to her mouth, mocking a journalist.