The exchange student is my STALKER

10: I'm sorry is just not enough

Chapter 10: I'm sorry is just not enough

Two days after the 'last name' incident, people started talking about different things.

Thank God!!! Or else mom would have totally freaked out and given me the talk of the day.

She'd start it out like this. "You know, François is a very special name in French, it's cute and desirable all the time..." and end it like this. "And plus, I'm not the only one whose name's getting ruined, it's yours too." she'd say and smile her pathetic 'fix-this-rumor' smile on me before I go to school.

And that is one of the reasons why I didn't go to school riding her car.

Instead I got soaked in the rain using my bike and just poured until I stopped dripping off water and making everyone slip as I pass by.

"Dear girlfriend, what the hell happened to you!!!" Lindsay said as she met me on the way to my gym locker.

"Isn't it obvious?"

"OMG!!! She totally gave you the speech didn't she?"

"Almost..." I said.

"God!!! Your mom is a creep but such a stylish b****."

"Yeah, thank god for that."

"While you on the other hand is the opposite of her. What the hell do you think your going to do?"

"I'm going to change to my sweats duh! What else?"

"Girl! Your loosing it. Didn't you promise the Elizabeth's that you'd do a run down fashion show for them today in your new Louis Vuitton outfits. Where are they?" she asked. "You can totally wear that now, especially since your in a major fashion crisis mode here."

Oh shoot!!!

"You totally forgot didn't you?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Well good thing I remembered," she said as she got a bag from her back and showed me the insides.

"Where did you get this?"

"Your mom dropped by this morning to drop these off, said that the driver probably 'That driver probably set these things here on purpose to make me go see that poor child of mines.' then I met her and got it and she told me I grew taller and then I found you then yeah..." she said. "Aren't I and your mommy a savior?"

"Uh..."

"Come on."

"Your a savior."

"What about your mom?"

"Gotta go!!! Bye love ya!" I said grabbing the bag and hurried off.

"Fine, leave me here..." she mumbled.

:)

Dizziness ran through me at the end of gym. Guess because I haven't eaten for a few days. Skipped lunch again yesterday.

"Hey, are you alright?" someone helped me regain my balance.

"Thanks." I said. "I'm fine."

"Ah, it's mystery girl." I looked up and saw Vladimir smiling at me.

"Um..."

"And I'm guessing mystery girl has a name of course." he said and smiled at me.

I didn't know what I was doing. But I guess I smiled back too.

I mean who could resist that smile right?

"So I guess I get the name of mystery girl for the thanks."

"Why don't you just get a thanks and get out of my way?" I asked him in a serious tone.

"Come on, I thought we were cool already."

"Cool? Really? Seriously, were cool? Who said so?"

"You." he said. "You just smiled a me."

"A smile doesn't mean anything." I said pushing him out of the way making my way to my next class.

"Hey!!!" he yelled. "I believe smiles means everything."

:)

Don't underestimate the power of mystery.

It helps. A lot.

That's what I can tell you of course. I mean seriously, Vladimir has been following me around for the past few days.

I'm happy in a way, yet creeped out by the ways he does it.

"Ahem! Mystery girl is on the loose in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..." Lindsay said.

"Ahem..." the speaker followed the announcer. "Mystery girl? Do you know who you are?" Vladimir's voice came up from the speaker. "Whoever you are, please, I wanna try again... I want to know and believe that your not who you think you are. And that your different. So if you are. Will you give me a second chance?" he stopped for a while. "I'll be waiting at the court yard at two." he said and signed off.

"OMGness!!!" Lindsay said. "Are you going?"

"Are you out of your mind?" I asked her and we both started walking.

"Come on, he's sorry, he's been showing that to you for the past few weeks, and you know he's sorry, and I bet in the inside you already forgave him."

"Maybe I haven't."

"Come on Liz, seriously? Your totally taking advantage of him being vulnerable, and totally the whole school knows who you are, their just playing along." she said.

"What if I do go? Huh? And all my expectations are met. What would I even say? How would I even start?"

"At least go."

"How did you know anyways?"

"Know what?"

"That he was going to be on air."

"Um seriously, even the principal is curious about mystery girl."

"God! Am I making a lot of people curious?"

"No, not so much..." she giggled a little.

"Later!!!" I said and hurried out.

:)

Two minutes to two o'clock. And everywhere I went everyone was talking about what mystery girl would do.

Would she go and meet him? Or would she not?

"So are you going?" the speaker boomed out. "Cause if your bailing... I'll be waiting." he said then signed off.

"Lindsay..." I said as I touched her back.

"Yes friend?" she asked and placed her arms around my shoulder.

"Should I go?" I asked again thinking of what to do. Should I go or not?

I mean I felt sorry for him. I seriously do.

"Go friend. Go..." she said as she placed her arm around her boyfriend and kissed him in the cheeks. "You never know something special might happen to you while your there."

"Yeah, I guess so." I told her.

"Go on he's waiting." she said.

"Bye."