3. Encounter

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Hayley's POV

Great! Just great! I am running late for my second period when of course the crazy queen bee Lindsay spilled coffee on my dress. Literally spilled all of it on my dress. Great isn't it? *sarcasm*

"Why don't you look at where you're going next time. My precious coffee was just wasted because of your clumsiness," she exclaimed.

"Are you blind!" I half yelled.

"Sorry? Did you just yell at me? Who do you think you are?" she backfired.

"Apology accepted," I said and got out there before she came to realize what I just say.

"What did she just say? What's her name?" she asked her group of friends.

"She's Hayley Samantha Forbe," Trish answered.

I heard them while I'm heading out for my class.

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"What took you so long? You were like a minute late? And you just went to the restroom?" typical Caroline and all her back to back question. (A minute for Caroline means 30 mins. I know she is weird.)

"Yeah apparently. But I bumped into Little Miss Precious spilling coffee all over my dress. Luckily, I have spare hoodies inside my locker so yeah. What a great moment to start my wonderful day." (I hope she knows what i feel right now. To spill something on my dress is what i hate the most. We call her Little Miss Precious or Ms. P because most of the words that came out of her mouth was precious. Seriously? Can't she think of other adjectives to use? Haha)

"Cuz, it will be alright. It's just a dress. We can shop on weekends. Yay!" she beamed.

"Nope. We went shopping like yesterday. So there is no way I will drag my body to every shop you get to see," I stated.

"Aww, you're so, you're so."

"What?!" I snap before she had a chance to continue her rambling.

"Nevermind," she said defeated.

And before I was about to process what's going on around our classroom. A tall shadow cast beside me. As I turn my head towards the person who was behind it, I drowned in my emotions looking in those green eyes and those perfect dimples.

"Aham! *he faked cough covering his mouth with his hand*

"Why-y a-re yo-u he-re?" I asked him stuttering.



A/N: Now that is one way to end a chapter. Who do you think the guy who approach our dear Hayley? Is he that hot? Well, let's see. Thank you for making this far. I hope you will not get bored. If you would like to comment or give suggestions feel free. The room is open for all of your recommendations. Thank you.

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