Once upon a wish

Once upon a wish ( Chapter 6 )

Patrick's POV

Where is she? She knows that if she is late again, she has to say hello to detention again and said sayonara to the movie we're going to tomorrow. Come on Kylie, where are you? 5 seconds left before the bell rings. She's not going to make it, I guess it's up to me to save the day then. Time to put this brain to use now. She's going to owe me big time this time.

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Here comes Miss Veron- who the heck is He? Where is our annoying, heartless, boring but very hot Chemistry teacher? Instead of our 32 years old Chemistry teacher, In front of us stand an unknown dude who looks like he's in his early 20's. There's something about this guy that makes me uncomfortable.

"Hello students, good morning to all of you. First thing first, all of you must be wondering where's Miss Verona, right? Well, She's on a vacation. So for now, I'm going to be your substitute teacher. You may call me Mr. Carl or Sir." He said in a funny accent. Australian? British maybe. I can't tell.

"Wow... He's hot."

"Yummy."

"Don't you just love his accent?"

And blah... blah... blah... Girls. I'm far more good looking than this dude. I mean come on! That guy is not even close to handsome, what do these girls see in him? There got to be one girl who don't fall under his so-called charm. There must be. Kylie! Yeah, she won't even give him a second glance. Where is she anyways? She's 15 minutes late now. Wow, its a new record.

"Ok, now. Let's do some Ice breaking shall we? I'm going to call out your names and you have to introduce yourself." 

"Kylie? Kylie Vincent?" Kylie run into the classroom and... fell? Mr. Funny face quickly offers his hand to Kylie and suddenly I feel this uneasy feeling inside of me, but I shake it off quickly. "UW IEEE.. Who the hell put the floor there?!" Kylie rubs the dirt off her denim jeans. What the f- Is he doing what I think he's doing? He's eyeing her up and down, he is checking her out. I clench my fist together as his eyes wander off to her body. That is my best friend over there! "Are you alright miss.....??"

"Kylie." Kyle shrug his hand off her shoulder and walk towards me. Good job kylie. "Nice show Kylie. I enjoy the part when you flew across the room and fall face first," I pat her shoulder while containing a laughter. "Ah, shut up Pat. w-wait, Where is miss Verona? Is she dead? Woo, Hoo!" She's so.. Kylie. That's why I love her so much. I mean brotherly love type, hmm... Maybe it's a friendly love type?

"Sadly no. She went on a vacation somewhere. That is our Substitute teacher." She just nod and put on her earphones then she starts doodling on her notebook. Typical Kylie. She's just so carefree and fun to be around. I can't help but turn my head to look at Mr. funny face. What a pedophile! I caught him eyeing Kylie and I have this sudden urge to punch him across the room. I clenched my fist together and look back at Kylie.

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Kylie's POV

I continue doodling on my notebook, but I just can't stop stealing glimpse of his good looking face. What?! Snap out of it Kylie! He's outta your league. You're not his type anyways. His type is girls who wear short skirts, high heels, and girly stuff. Me? Ha! Just look at me.

Just then the song You Belong with Me came on. How nice? I wish to know Taylor's secret on how she keeps herself so pretty. At that time, my mind suddenly went to Kayla. I can't believe I have a twin who is also a part-time model.

Yeap. Kayla is the better, prettier and hotter version of well me, I guess. We are identical except for our hair color and eyes. She has blue eyes and her brown color hair always fall perfectly on her back. Me? I have this boring green eyes and light brown hair just like my dad's.. We used to be so close with each other but all that change after the divorce between our parents. She went with my dad and I stay with my mom. She becomes a part time model while I become me, the nobody. The nobody who has no sense of fashion, loud, boyish but awesome girl. Hey, I deserve some credit don't you think? NO? Okay then.

"Kylie boo! Class is over! Come on." Pat pull my hand and we rush out the class. Que the butterflies... But then again this feeling feels so right.. " What the actual f*ck?! Kylie!" I feel pain slowly taking over my body. My right leg feels numb. What happened to me? The last thing I remember was feeling happy and now I feel pain all over my body "What happened? Ouch! Oh my Chicken Nuggets, my leg hurts," Pat starts panicking.

"What are you doing?!" I scream in agony when Pat carries me on his shoulder. He slap my hand and ask me to shut up.

"Taking you to the hospital pronto! I think you broke your right leg when you fell from the stairs. Shit, I'm having a panic attack now! Does it hurt? Talk to me Kylie. Is it hurting right now?"

I nod, but I remember he can't see me so I mumble a yes and with that he starts walking quickly towards his car while carrying me. I could really get use to this, but no time for that right now. Why? Because my leg hurts like hell!

"Are you feeling alright?" He asked for the 100th times. "Keep your eyes on the road Pat. No need to worry bout me." I can feel the speed of the car increases by the minutes. "No need? Are you freaking kidding me?! You're hurt and you told me not to worry?" He half yells at me.

"Sorry..." I said in a low voice. "Shit! Don't cry Kylie..." He wipes the tears off my eyes. "We're here. Let's go Kylie..." He pick me up and rush me to the hospital. " Nurse, my friend. I think she broke her right leg. We need a doctor now. "