It was Monday.
Daisy walked to her last class, physics, as the clock read 15:29. She was about to sit on the left-corner seat on the back, as always, but apparently there was a guy sitting there. She took a deep breath 'cause she just realized that he was a jock. She can't talk to anyone, let alone a jock. But this time, she tried.
"Hey, this is my seat," Daisy said quietly.
"Sorry, what? Can't really hear ya," the jock said jokingly as he cupped his hands to his ears.
Didn't want to make anything complicated, she just exasperatedly ran her hand through her hair and walked to an empty seat on the right corner in the back of the class. The jock who did an annoying move earlier actually felt terrible because of what he had done.
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The bells rang, cued them that the school time was over. The jock somehow felt agitated and had the nerve to apologize to her. He caught her up outside the school waiting for the bus to come.
"I'm sorry for what i've done earlier," the jock apologized.
Daisy remained silent, still focused on the road.
"What's your name, by the way?" The jock asked, trying to make a decent conversation.
The act of this kid actually irritated Daisy that much.
"Daisy, Daisy Johnson." She answered, putting on her earphones. She didn't put the music on, she just wanted him to stop talking.
The bus came not so long after. She began to walk on the stairs of the bus.
"My name is Sean, by the way. Sean Charles Lew." He shouted.
Daisy turned back and took a glance at Sean. Then ignored him, continuing to walk to her seat.
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