The story of my sad normal existence

Chapter II

"Phew!" What a relief, that was THE most awkward moment of my entire life. Jesus, why on the face of the earth did Kate get me into. I reach my boarding house fretting & sulking. I open the fridge to find a cut of cheese with a note. It states "How wuz it txt me, Kate". I texted her with this.
"Got recording, very awkward got number from weirdo".
"OMG u got her #, u know she's the varsity in the University's volleyball league".
I raged
" I WASN'T EVEN GIVEN A PROPER BIOGRAPHY OF THIS GIRL FROM THE GLOOM! WWWWWHHHHYYYY"
" Sorry,:-P"
uuuggghhh, my rage is equivalent to the pressure of an atomic bomb. She texts again
"Call her, we need her for a photoshoot".
"Why didn't u tell me BEFORE" I repied. This is unbearable. I call her number it takes only 2 rings before she answers "Hello,Um, Mis Grey"
"Hello, who is this" she replies.
"This is Anna"
"O hi Ms. Calliente, what services might I offer you this fine night"
"me & my friends need a photoshoot of you for th-the student paper".
Why is this affecting me, I know I'm shy but this isn't gloominess. I wonder what it is? In the meantime, who is the person taking the photoshoot you ask its Maria. A friend from the school. We became friends at the first day of school nothing more nothing less. Back to the conversation "Where shall we do this "photoshoot"", I recognized the only place I could think at the old canteen. I reply "at the old canteen, by lunch per say"
"yes, I could agree with that".
"Thank you!"
I say erraticly with a high pitch. She laughs then said
"have I affected you too well?". I was too wayward about this so I hung up. The next day at lunch as promised she posed infront on the white wall in a male fashion. She is wearing a blue blazer with a white & black stripped shirt underneath. She wears a pair of gray pants very sleak I might add. Her hair flows freely from the wind. I stared and marveled at her at how she poses. As I chew the bottom left side of my lip,I am bewildered at her copper hair and gray eyes. As she combs her hair to the left using her left hand, I am turned on by her looks. My mouth watered at the sight of her pose. While I chew my lip, I hold a tray of her favorite drink C2 Apple in a champane glass. She comes near, nearly fainting she touches my lip and slides it between my right to left side. "Don't chew your lip miss Calliente it might bleed"
"Say, have you eaten"
"No" I respond. Well, is it OK for your friends to leave us for lunch"
Kate said "Go for it". I say to Christyn "sure". She grabs my hand once again pulling me. I follow her like a little sister following her elder sister. I sit down in her private table "
Do you want iced tea" she asks.
"No"
"Do you want coffee ?"
"Sure"
She gives me Nescafe, my favorite. "So, How is your life"
"OK, I guess"
"Here, eat"
She gives me a muffin. Chocolate, my favorate How does she know this! She speaks nothing of it
"Are you part of the girl scouts miss Calliente"
"No, not really. Group activities are not my forte"
"Interesting" she murmurs.
"In one note miss Calliente, I gave you my number, What's yours?"
she changes topics very rapidly. I give her mine.
"Thank you, miss Calliente" she says.
"Your welcome anytime Miss Grey"
I reply.