Good Girl Gone Wrong

25: Strangers.

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I felt that it was best if I ignored him, I mean if he wants to talk then let him be but no, I am not going to be so desperate to always try to get his attention any longer.

Somehow, one way or another, if I ever wanted to be near him or whatsoever I would try to get his attention. But, I realized if I never thought about trying so hard, I'll actually get what I want. 

I closed my eyes as I laid on my school bag but after a few minutes I was awoken by my teacher. Apparently, I actually change my seat but I gave an excuse that that seating position was easier for me to concentrate instead of sitting on my original seat as my buddy aka table mate or what they call it table buddy? So the excuse was not accepted, so I had to change my seat. And of all places it was right in front of Lewis Anderson and of course I never like some feelings it made me feel scared, nervous, excited, honestly, I had mixed feelings. I felt, like I just thought about sitting beside him or in front of him but it never really came about and just because I fell asleep this brought me closer to him . And I thought that he would just be in his own little world concentrating on the lesson the whole entire time. Instead, he started disturbing me by calling my name, ' Calista, Calista '. Of course, I thought he would ask something sensible but instead he kept on saying weird things like, " Calista, Calista. "

" What? "

" Shut up please, you're so noisy. "

I swear, I rolled my eyes once too many times. Yeah he was giving me his attention but I'm not even sure what hes intention is. Maybe he's using me because he's bored in class or its because he likes teasing people or he wants to teach someone but no, actually react to him and just thinking he's stupid and all. Honestly, I don't mind if I was a spare tire but sometimes it really hurts you know, is like you wanted attention you would do whatever it takes but he doesn't bother about giving to looks at you. Maybe, he might need some things just, maybe.

" Calista, Calista,  " Lewis called me again.

I rolled my eyes, and ignored him. I think it's best before I turn around again and start scolding him. Oh, I am not afraid of him at all it's just that I don't think that I should do it because it's just waste of time and my energy and my breath. But really kept on pestering me and it was so annoying so I turned around and told him, " shut up. "

And guess what happened?

Just great, I just got scolded by the teacher again. Yes as I mentioned, I said I wanted to change seats because I could concentrate better but it was the teachers bright idea to actually change my seat where I would actually talk to most . On my left, it was Eric aka Lewis' best friend. While behind me, was a ' Very good friend of ' Lewis, more like a dog who listen to him each and every word. Once, that idiot started asking stupid questions, I decided to ignore him and couldn't be less bothered but his little loyal dog asked me, and me being nice means I'd  actually answered his question and instantly Lewis got his answers.

b!tch.

He's not even his good friend or anything and yet Lewis can get what he wants. People seem to worship him on his feet as if he's made of something so much more special than an ordinary human: Dust and blood. What can he be made of? What makes him so special that everyone wants I communicate with him? What makes all the girls want to someone have a conversation with him and be able to think about this for hours while he brushes it aside immediately? While the girls might think their conversation might be able start of a friendship, and they can talk more in the future?

No.

He is just human, imperfect and makes many mistakes which apparently nobody seem to remember.