Chapter 3

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So the song is Ain't it fun by Paramore cause there ain't nothing better than revenge. See? I just quote Taylor's song. I'm cool.

"I don't mind,
Letting you down easy,
But just give it time,
If you don't hurt now,
Then just wait,
Just wait a while"

.......

A week had passed but still, there hasn't been anything going on at school. Leo, whom by now she knew his name, was not even seen at school. But maybe because Grace was trying to avoid from seeing him.

That day at Mr. Holden's office, it turns out that Leo don't have anything against her. It was just words against words. Even if Mr. Holden witnessed the argunment and the sight of Grace and Leo threatening each other, still he does not have any proof. There are no witnesses and only Leo's words against Grace.

As she was busy monologing with herself, she felt a handful of her hair being tugged by someone. Rough and disturbing too. She waste no time in revenging the hair tugger by smacking the person's head like Japanese always do to their friends or family in matter of affection. But this, she knew is a matter of revenge.

"Ouch!" The person yelp like a puppy being stepped on its tail.

"Why did you hit me?!" The person, again argued like it was fair to tug Grace' hair but in return being smacked on the head by her was not fair.

"Because you tug my hair." I replied simply.

"It's not like your hair are falling out of my grasp. Gee," The person said again,"And how do you even smacked my head without turning back anyway? You are very weird." That person continued.

"I got great instinct on revenge." I replied but still not turning back.

It is too risky anyway to turn around because they are now in English class. Mrs. Crawley was not a good listener. Probably because she wears hearing devices. Some people said it was because she had been in an accident and the window glass managed to get into her ears. Some said she was deaf since she was born. Whatever the rumours are, apparently her hearing devices doesn't help much. But she has eagle eyes. You may talk but never, ever, ever move your body. Because then she would know you are up to something when she is teaching. Grace was lucky for the time she hit the hair tugger's head, Mrs. Crawley was facing the blackboard.

After a while, the hair tugger quiet down, maybe seeing Grace wasn't responding. Suddenly, she heard her phone beeping, indicating there's a message coming. But couldn't reply the message under the circumstances she listed above.

After half an hour full of boredom and sleepiness later, the class finished. Oh, how her heart leap with joy, no one will never know. Grace look back and search the identity of the hair tugger but that person was already gone. But, she was also dying to read the message.

Could you meet me at the locker room? I need to ask some favour.

Gabriel

Gabriel? Need a favour? Did he knock his head head or something just now?

Favour? Since when do u no how 2 ask? Huh? Ur weird. R u trying 2 plan something embarassing 4 me!?

I hit send. He is being weird. He never mention the word favour even when he need one.

Suspicious.

Just come, you idiot. Be fast. By the way, you suck at typing.

Gabriel

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