Chits and Chats [ #2]

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"So, you have relationship issues?" Shahid quirked an eyebrow.

Megan nodded, "According to Aishwarya, yeah."

"Okay," he yawned. "Sorry," he apologised covering his mouth with a hand, "it's just that school has a weird sleep-inducing effect on me."

She frowned, "How did you become the counsellor again?"

He popped in a a couple of nachos in his mouth before replying, "Good question, that. I ask myself the same question daily."

"So, you just sit here, watch tv shows on your laptop, eat nachos, drink Pepsi? Wow you're job goals."

"Hey," he defensively closed the Castle episode he had been watching. "And I do other things besides watching tv shows, eating nachos and drinking Pepsi. Sometimes I sneak in pizza...and I teach Sociology."

"Sociology? Then how come-?"

"Uh uh," he raised a hand to stop Megan. "My turn at asking questions now. What's the guy's name?"

"Harley," Megan made a face.

"He broke up with you?"

"No..."

"Then? Is he troubling you?"

"Too many questions," she smiled. "My turn now. How did you become the counsellor?"

"That fatass Principal thinks I don't have enough work. It's not my fault that only two classes took Sociology this term. Anyway, so he assigns me all sorts of odd jobs. Like Mr. Dildaar, I see you're free. Why don't you volunteer to substitute for Ms. Hale who's sick? I'm like, no, Mr. Smith, I don't want to volunteer but it's not like he's listening. And one day, he came to the staff room and declared, Mr. Dildaar, we haven't been able to find someone to take the counsellor's position after Mr. Lee left. I'm sure you would do a great job as a temporary teacher seeing you have absolutely nothing to do otherwise. Man, I hate that man."

"Me too," Megan nodded. "He gives too many detentions."

"Yeah, I heard that Mr. Lobaster plotted with Smith to hand out janitor duties to this student...uh, what's his name? Jacob, I think. Anyway, we don't have a janitor so they assign a student janitor duties as detention. School sucks, man."

Megan shrugged, "Especially when you mistake the wrong guy for your secret admirer."

Shahid guffawed.

She looked at him pointedly.

"You have a secret admirer!? For real?" he asked.

"Stop laughing!"

Shahid laughingly asked, "Did you get notes like Roses are red, Sky is blue types?"

"No...They were really nice notes, okay? No kid stuff," she defended. "It was like poetry written in prose. It was beautiful. It was the kind which makes you smile when you read it and blush when you think about it. It was...perfect."

He nodded, seriously listening now.

"I thought it was Harley..."

Shahid stared at her, "Harley Ollival? That crazy guy who gives everyone secondary smoking problems and drives a loud bike?"

"Yeah, that one," Megan sniffed.

"But how could you think he was your secret admirer? He has a shard of ice instead of his heart," he said.

She narrowed her eyes at him, "You seem to know him very well?"

Shahid brushed his hair back and sighed, "He was sent here by Lobster-er-Lobaster for some counselling. Neither Harley nor I enjoyed the meeting. He sat here and smoked rings of nicotine all around my room. We had a minor disagreement and the kid call his Dad, who, if you must know, is a school trustee. Nearly made me lose my job."

"Yeah, that's perfect Harley behaviour," Megan agreed.

"How could you think it was him?"

"Well the circumstances were in his favour. He was in Art Appreciation and I disliked him immensely. The notes seemed to apply that the writer was in Art Appreciation and in my bad books. This one time the note said he would be somewhere around me when I opened it. Guess who I saw? Harley! Then I laid a trap and tried to catch him after school. Instead I met Harley! I'm beginning to think now that the secret admirer doesn't even exist. But at that time, I thought it was Harley. So, I told Harley I thought it was him and then we went on a date. A pretty nice date if you ask me. He was really civil most of the time."

"Did Harley ever admit that he was the one writing the notes?"

"No but-you don't understand-everything pointed towards him. I disliked him but, I don't know..."

"It made you feel good that even though he was horrible in many ways, he could be lovely when it came to you?" Shahid asked in an understanding tone.

She looked up, surprised, "Y-es."

He leaned back with a smile, "Ah the trials of young love."

She rolled her eyes, "Except he doesn't like me at all. And even though it was for a little while but I liked him and now I just want to hate him so much. Especially after today."

"What happened today?" Shahid asked softly.

"So, I went to confront him because he has been bugging me by first messaging me on my phone and then on Facebook about how he wants to apologise for making for of me and being his usual rude self to me and that I should meet him. I told him I don't want to but today, I decided to pay him a visit and tell him for the last time to stay out of my life or I would get a restraining order against him. He usually hangs out behind the auditorium with his friends. When I reached, Harley and Rick were there, smoking a joint and laughing. Harley was-"

The counsellor waited for her to continue.

Megan choked with anger, "As if humiliating me by spreading my having mistaken him for my secret admirer wasn't enough for him, he was making fun of me. Of the date we had. You know, the one time, he was actually good to me? He was laughing about it. Telling Rick that he only agreed go out because he wanted to publicly reject me or break-up with me after a few dates, because I needed a lesson, because I stood up to him, because I laughed at him. Just because I didn't cower in front of him like all the other people here. He was just playing with me. I just-"

Shahid nodded slowly, "He's a dick but you shouldn't let this get to you. It's his usual status. Hey, look at me. Megan, you are a strong young woman. There are people in life who are going to break your heart, some times you'll break other people's hearts-"

Megan raised her eyebrows, a plan whizzing up in head.

"-but you and everyone else learns to heal with time. Look at me, I'm a Sociology teacher but life made me into a counsellor. I've come to terms with it now by-" he searched for something inspirational, "-by finding my peace with nachos and Pepsi. In a similar way, you should use all this anger, sadness and frustration into doing something else...like...um..."

"Taking revenge," Megan smiled hugely, eyes shining with her fast-forming idea.

He looked as if he was wishing he had never spoken, "Or...or looking for the real identity of your secret admirer."

"Thanks, Shahid," she got up, energetically. "You've been a huge help."

"I have?" he looked shocked.

She nodded quickly, "I'm going to make Harley sorry for ever thinking he could mess with me. He's going down."

[ oh look I updated *hides behind sofa to avoid angry glares due to lack of updates* sorryyyy

GUYS ITS 10 minutes to MY BIRTHDAY! YES 4th FEB HERE I COME.

Megan has a plan now though. The fun has begun. #marley is going in for a ride but what about #congan? Find out in the next chapter of Chits and Chats, only on Wattpad. *tv show advertiser's voice*

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