Chapter Three

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CRYSTAL'S POV

For a simple bump? What is wrong with that guy? He bumped me, I didn't. The nerve of that devilish idiotic jerk.

I let out a sigh, "Hey, are you okay?" I instantly turned my head to see who owns the voice; since it's unfamiliar. My eyes widened, the same black haired girl who stared at me.

"Uh, yeah?" I replied unsurely.

"Silly me, ofcourse you're not." She chuckled.

I smiled weakly at her, I turned my head to my locker as I opened it. "Damn." I muttered.

I don't have an extra shirt, I forgot to bring an extra shirt and put it in my locker. "Dumbass," I said to myself.

I looked at my side, the black haired girl is staring at me. "Yes?" I asked.

"Do you need an extra shirt?" Shit. This is my chance but I'm too shy, also that I don't even know who she is. She's too nice, but letting a stranger borrow her extra shirt? Eh, what if the stranger is too cruel?

"Uh, no, but thanks." I smiled.

"Are you sure?" She asked.

"Yes, I am." I responded confidently. I walked away, since it's very awkward.

I let myself walk with my clothes dripping, "Crystal!" I turned around to see Haiden.

"Yeah, stalker dude?"

He groaned, "I'm not a stalker!"

"If you say so." I shrugged.

"Anyway, here's an extra shirt." He extended his arm with a shirt holding.

Your pride, Crystal. "No thanks, dude."

"I insist!"

"No, Haiden. I cannot borrow your shirt." I deadpanned.

"But you have to or you might catch a cold."

"Why do you care?" I looked at him in the eyes.

"Because I'm your friend!"

I jumped in surprise, "Haiden, you call someone you just met yesterday as your friend?"

"Aren't we friends?" He looked confused.

"Ugh nevermind." I mumbled.

"So, here." He extended.

"No thanks. I'm going home."

"But you didn't even attend your first class." He said.

"I don't give a shit," I responded, I started walking away from the building to the parking lot.

"Crystal,"

I rolled my eyes and I turned around, "What?"

"I'm very sorry," He apologized.

"You didn't do anything."

"I'm apologizing for Cameron instead."

"Apology not accepted." I said.

He frowned, "Let me finish, you're not him." I gritted my teeth.

I turned around and I continue walking away, "Call me!" He shouted.

"Whatever." I muttered.

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Unknown number calling...

Damn, I should've silent my phone. Way to go, unknown number. You ruined my wonderful nap, I answered the call.

I kept silent, "Hello?" A manly voice spoke.

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