"Hey, Angie. How are you?" I asked.
"I'm fine. How about you?" she asked back. "Wanna say something?" she continued asking.
"No. None at all." I lied.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"Yeah, sure enough." I finished.
"I wanna say something." she said. "Emil and I are friends. Isn't that awesome? He is not that bad after all. He has a good heart." she continued.
What the hell? Friends?
"Angie. You should stay away from that guy. He is dangerous." I said.
"Why? Why is he dangerous?" she questioned me.
"He might hurt you! He is not a good person." I explained.
"You two must know each other better. You will be good friends." she said.
"I don't even want to talk to him." I said.
"What's with the two of you?" she asked.
"Nothing. It's just-" I said and stopped by Angie.
"Just? What?" she asked curiously.
"He's... My... Uh... Friend now! Uh..." I stuttered so badly. But I convinced her.
"Really? Great! Let's join him in our table." she said.
Her phone buzzed. She look at it and her eyes widened. She said,
"Oh, too bad. Thony, I need to go. So, see you tomorrow?" she asked.
"Yeah. Ok, take care." I finished.
In our table? Oh, God. Emil is going to kill me! I must not tell Angie that Emil is part of the Revel Gang. Or else, we might die both.
Next morning was a tradegy. I cooked eggs, and a splash of hot oil hit my skin.
And then while showering, my shampoo fell down to my eyes. I rubbed it and hit the soap on the soap stand. I stepped on it and fell to the bathroom floor.
"Why God? Why?" I asked.
I got ready for school and went insode my car. My car has no gas.
So I have to walk.
If I called a taxi, it will cost me half my allowance for school. And maybe walking is a cheaper way of transportation.
Watch out for the next chapter!
~GREY
