The New Girl

The new girl chapter 3

I was walking back home from school the next day. I had to fill in some application forms regarding my co-curricular activities so I ended school later than usual. The sky had already turned a light indigo colour, and some of the street lights had already been switched on. The people on the streets were scurrying around in all directions, probably rushing home to a nice warm meal with their family around the dining table.

"... Are you lost, little boy?"

I heard a guy's voice sound out from around the corner, I followed the sound of the voice and peered out from the corner of the shophouse. A familiar figure had knelt down with his back towards me, facing a young boy probably no more than the age of five. The young boy was bawling his eyes out, with tears streaming down his cute, chubby face.

"I... want my mummy!" The young boy raised his arms to wipe his tears on his sleeve, giving fast, short gasps between tears.

The older guy reached over and rubbed the young boy's back soothingly, "There, there. Don't cry. I'm sure your mummy will find you soon."

"Aloysius!" A high-pitched cry rang out from across the road. A middle-aged woman with disheveled hair ran across the road and wrapped her arms tightly around the young boy. "Oh thank goodness! Thank goodness you're alright!" The middle-aged woman, who was probably the boy's mother, cried into her son's shoulders with relief. "I thought you were gone... If anything had happened to you... I wouldn't be able to go on myself... Thank you, young man." The woman smiled up at the guy with tears in her eyes,

"I'm just glad everything's okay." The older boy patted the boy on the head one last time, then stood up and turned around to leave.

Wait... Skye?! I gasped in shock, but covered my mouth in time before being heard. The kind guy... was Skye?! I stared wide-eyed at the scene before me, not able to believe what I was seeing. I quickly hid around the corner before he was able to see me. No... that's not possible. I remembered the past two unpleasant incidents I had with him. The ice-cream incident... and then the incident in the hallway... No. I shook my head. That couldn't be Skye, who was I kidding? I laughed quietly to myself, then quickly made my way home.

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I shoved the pile of textbooks I was carrying into my locker and closed the door. I still couldn't get the image of Skye from yesterday out of my head. I couldn't even concentrate in class today. The resemblance was just too strong. Maybe...

"Seline!" A guy's voice sounded right next to my ear.

"Eek!" I stumbled backwards and fell to the ground on my butt.

A copper-coloured hair guy was holding his stomach and laughing uncontrollably in front of me.

"Oww what the hell Dylan!" I shouted at him from the ground, embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, sorry." Dylan held out his hand towards me, still trying very hard not to laugh.

I slapped his hand away and stood up quickly, smoothing my blouse down.

"Aww, someone's angry."

I ignored him and swept my bag up from the floor, strutting away from him. Dylan hurriedly ran after me, "Selineeeeee! I'm sorry, don't be mad at me."

I pretended not to hear him and walked even faster. Dylan scurried after me.

"Seline, I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you, okay?"

I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned to look at him. Dylan looked at me with pleading eyes.

"Please?"