Chapter 3 : A Scary Movie

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Aaron's POV

This class is so boring. Half of the class is already asleep.

I pick up my pen and begin to the first thing that came to my mind.

A girl.

With long wavy hair.

Sharp smile.

Beautiful eyes.

A Pointed nose.

When I was done I looked at what I drew properly. It looked too familiar.

Wait, did I just draw her?

Did I say she has beautiful eyes?

What the hell is wrong with me?

This class is to blame. And out of all the places, it's on the first page of my note.

Just as the class was over I raced out of the classroom.

"what are you doing here "I ask her who seems to have been waiting for me for a long period of time." how did you even find my locker ".

Fiona's POV

Seriously that's the first thing you ask. You should have known what you were aiming before admitting that horrendous lie out there.

" umm, isn't it weird "I say to him smiling. Well I have to smile always, since we always find ourselves around people." that a girlfriend doesn't know her boyfriend's name "

" that's what you came here to a ask "he says also smiling. Seems we're both scared of being caught in the act.

" well people have been asking "I say" and guess what I said "

" what "he asks.

" I said your name was logan "I answer.

" what kind of name is that "he says taking the books in my hand. That's weird, nobody is around us anymore." my name is Aaron Bert "

" okay and I am fiona Graygg "I add" so why are you holding my books "

" some girls were taking pictures "he answers as we walk down the hall. Maybe his as jerky as I thought he was." Why else would help you with your books "

Seriously and for once I thought he wasn't a jerk.

" whatever "I sigh.

We both go our different ways from the end of the hallway.

Hours had past and finally school is over.

" hey fiona "a girl from behind calls. I turn to see Zia in her usuals - the cheer uniform , hoping up and down." I'm inviting you to MY V. I. P. party on Friday, by 9pm.. Bring your date and don't be late"

The thought of me in a vip party is sups exciting but the thought of me and my date in a vip party is a like a scary movie.

But I still have to tell him anyways, we're Still in the act.

I rush down to the parking lot to find him. As soon as I get there, I spot an outstanding dirty blonde haired guy and head towards him.

"umm there's a vip party on Friday "I say to him." and you have to pick me up by 9pm "

" is it a must that I should come "he asks and I don't reply instead I walk away.

After the semi-long drive home I just had to rest, eat and sleep. For the next day Is yet to come.

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Authors Note

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