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»twenty«

I walked groggily through the hallway after math class because feck, I slept at 2 in the morning because of thinking about the conversation on the phone with Kaden last night. I'm so freaking curious and excited to see him in person. But I guess I'm still not ready.

I shoved my math book inside my vandalized locker and continued walking for lunch. I forgot to bring my lunchbox so I'll have to buy food. Inside the caf, almost everyone are occupying the seats and I have to move fast before I ended up eating inside the girl's bathroom.

I missed Kaitlyn because she used to order us food while I look for a vacant table for us to sit. But that will never happen again because she has new friends now and a sweet boyfriend with her sitting with the cool kids' table. I really can't believe she chose him over me. I know I left her, but why did she also have to leave too?

I saw her glance at me and gave me a small smile but I just pretend that I didn't see her. I just took a tray while falling in line to get myself a lunch to eat. When my tray is occupied with a bowl of mac and cheese, an orange juice and a banana, I quickly walked to find a seat for me.

I was busy looking around while holding my tray but then I remembered that I'm a clumsy girl so I bumped into someone so hard that I think my nose will break at any time. Everything happens so fast until I dropped my tray, my mac and cheese and my orange juice spilled on the chest of the person whom I bumped into.

Shit.

I'm now praying silently that the person wasn't the principal or the Queen Bee of this school because I know I'll be doomed. I knelt down to grab my tray until I heard the person.

"What. The. Fuck?"

That was familiar! I snap my head up to see the person's face and I swear that my eyes just exploded because the person that I bumped into is the fucking Paul Thompson. The jerk that I also bumped into days ago.

Yes, him again.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit I'm sorry!" I told him because my mac and cheese stained his black shirt. He looked so damn mad. Omigosh what will I do.. He looks like all he wanted to do is to exterminate me in this world.

Everyone are now looking at us, I saw Kaitlyn's worried face but I just ignored her because she will never help me in this situation.

"You again?!" He yelled at me. I feel like crying, this is so fucking embarrassing. Some students are chuckling and others are whispering to each other.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"Save it." He stopped me. I don't know what Paul Thompson is capable of, all I know is that he's just a quiet book reader who's also friends with the cool kids, but I've never seen him this angry.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered biting my lip. I wanted to cry but I don't want look like a weak girl in front of everybody.

I thought he will punch me or something but then I was surprised when he took off his shirt revealing a hot torso. Is it getting hot in here?

I heard most of the girl gasps and giggles. Paul shoved me his stained shirt and whispered to my ear, so close that I can smell his minty breath and his cologne. Oh my glob.

"Wash this or get me a new shirt tomorrow. Meet me at the library 9 am sharp. Or you'll regret everything." He told me and I swear I saw him smirked. I swallowed the lump in my throat and quickly nodded. I know I shouldn't feel intimidated by him but I don't want my body found floating into the crocodile river.

I heard the bell rang signaling that lunch is over, until Paul walked out with a bare chest leaving me standing awkwardly.

When almost everyone are now getting up, I felt someone poked me in the back. I thought it was Kaitlyn to ask me if I'm okay but no. It's a guy.

And I feel so disappointed.

"Hi, are you okay?"

I wanted to cry but I'm also happy that someone noticed me. That someone wants to ask if I'm fine. I didn't realize that my tears are now falling down my cheeks. I wiped it away and faked a smile. I focused my vision to this kind guy who's now in front of me.

"Yeah, I'm okay." I said my voice breaking.

He smiled at me and gave me a white hankerchief. I realize he looks so cute even though he has that lip ring.

"What's this for?" I ask him.

He rolled his eyes but just smiled at me again, "To wipe your mucus." He told me.

This is so embarrassing.

"Thanks." I told him.

I wiped my nose and he said, "He is such an asshole."

I laughed, "Thank god you know that." I sighed, "He looks like he really wanna kill me."

I stared at him memorizing his face, why is he so nice? He looks snobby and intimidating because of his lip piercing if you judge him too fast. But I confess that he's attractive, he looks like Luke Hemmings with a black hair.

"Just don't mind him. Anyway, I'm Kallum." He offered his hand and I gladly shook it.

"Effie." I said, and he smiled again.

Well, despite of embarrassment, I found a new friend.