Chapter 3
He Lives Next Door.I looked up and saw, Oh my God !
................I stopped breathing. I couldn't believe it, wait am I dreaming ?
I was sitting beside the one and only handsome guy, my crush, Dylan.
My,my,my I'm hyperventilating.
I turned my face and rub my eyes and turned back to him.
He was the one, as if to confirm it, one of his friends called him and he waved at the guy.
I realized that I was staring at him but thank God he hasn't noticed so I faced my jotter and continue to study some more formula as heat rushed up to my cheeks.
That was the only thing that can stop me from staring at him.
"Hi "he said in his deep voice and turned to me, I looked at him about to reply.
"Oh! It you, model, nice to meet you again "he said smiling.
Sorry, is it only me or did the breeze just blow this way stopping me from breathing properly?
Or is it something else?
"thank...you"I said trying not to stutter even though I almost did.
Then i realised what he called me a model, I smiled and mentally reprimanded myself bcos anyone who saw me smiling sheepishly would think I am crazy.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"umm, I'm revising, sort of looking through the formulas " I replied.
"Oh, umm can I ..eeh revise with you?" he asked although he seem to be hesitant ,
why was he hesitant ? I asked myself, maybe he thought I would refuse, not in a million years would I refuse.
Am I mad ?
I mean refusing would be the definition of being out of my senses.
"Yes, no probs"I said changing my position so that he would see it well.
Mr Steven shared the work sheet. I started immediately and it wasn't difficul4rrt at all.
It consisted of only 20 questions which I finished in ten minutes. Nothing was difficult, well it can't possibly be difficult for a nerd like who can be said to be hot when it comes to math.
I looked over to Dylan's work and saw that he was having difficulty with the last question.
I saw him copy my work but pretended not to.
I straighten
my sheet and place it back on the table and was planning to zone out of the class, when Mr Steven voice cut me short."Are you through miss Trims? "Mr Steven called out.
I looked around the class it seemed like I was the only one through with my work.
"Too bad" I muttered, i didn't like being the first to submit.
"Err... yes sir"I replied.
"Then submit and leave "he said.
"Okay sir"I mumbled.
I packed my stuffs and stood up. As i walked to the front of the class light flashed, I didn't look up bcos I sometimes like I said this kind of attention wasn't ideal, I loved attention but not this type.
It flashed again, as I was about to walk out of the class. I didn't bother checking it ,thank God I was good at ignoring things.
I walked to my locker, by the time I got to my locker I heard noise so I turned and saw people coming out of class. Some were staring at me. I quickly turned back to my locker, took my biology textbook and note.
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My Crush Is Crushing On Me.
Roman pour AdolescentsWendy has a crush on Dylan, the richest, most handsome guy in her school, who is also the football captain. Basically every girl has a crush on him.Everything was fine until he moved in as her neighbour and had his room directly across hers. What Wi...