"I hope we get to meet Mister Gareth Simmons!" Jean squeaks and I cringe. I sigh in displeasure and silently pray for a fast-forward of this weekend, I do not wish to spend my invaluable time with these people any more than an hour, yet a whole weekend? Talk about being racked with pain!
"Okay we are here please do enjoy yourselves and be well behaved! I will not be your baby-sitter!" Mister Cori sassies and I scoff all the while trailing behind the rowdy group of seventeen-year-olds that resemble a bunch of six-year-olds on a sugar rush.
An imposing building with a glass finish graces my vision and I wheeze in response and reach for my handheld and capture the monumental soaring building that imprisoned my attention and influenced my actions towards being prisoner at it's magnificence! I am quite elated that the building is eye-catching whom am I kidding? This is one impressive structure, it has added a bit of thrill to my glum mood! Who knew coming along to this trip (unwillingly) would result in brilliant architectural portrayal?
"I cannot believe I am stuck with you until Sunday afternoon!" Jean squalls. I do not care about her cries at this very moment, because I am famished and I am impatiently counting down the minutes for supper to be served. Oh yes, the institution we are currently visiting kindly offer us a three course meal as well as some extra-curriculum services that are possibly related to the subject at hand, Information Technology. It would be out of the ordinary for this place to offer something as exuberant like fine art or craft!
"Ha. And what a delight it will be!" I jeer at Jean and she hurls back squawking. Goodness, what an irksome girl whom may I confess is not only my newly amazing roommate during our visitation here she is honoured with a second title that I pine for change she is going to be my co-partner in all the activities that we will be given through out the entire experience here, I do not comprehend why it is that evil follows my trail no matter my virtuous character!
"May I sit here or is there somebody already sitting here?" I meekly ask a fella with coal-black shaggy hair that is engrossed on an electronic screen and he huffs out a sigh. What is his problem? "Young lady there is clearly no one sitting at the moment. Why are you even asking me such a daft question?" He sarcastically replies and I kiss my teeth in pique. "Don't be a smart ass you prick!" I hiss and he howls in amusement. "Look I am having a jolly good time watching a mind-blowing series and your existence is turning my good time to rubbles!" He says dangerously low with a tone laced with indignation. Unfortunately, the feminists of the world should prepare a funeral for my pride and ego, seeing that my hormones are in control and this infuriating stranger with an oddly familiar hedonistic voice and luring aura is quickly arousing feelings of sexual attraction towards him. Can it be him?
"Wait a minute. Timothy?" I ask quizzically and anxiously wait for his response. "How do you know my name?" He asks all the while abandoning his I-pad and pulls his attention towards my direction and I take the opportunity to sit on the vacant seat and he furrows. "It's Starelen babe." I respond and his furrow intensifies. A wave of silence hits the both of us and I mentally try to process the reason behind the sudden occurrence of quietude. Do I aggravate him to that point where he falls silent?
"Oh God no. Not you!" Timothy browbeats the stillness and hastily stands to his feet and violently grabs his I-pad from the ivory table and stomps away from my presence.
What did I do?
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N E R D (Interracial) *EDITING IN SESSION*
Non-FictionToday marks the day Starelen falls for a completely different guy, a boy she never thought he would spark any interest in her, a boy she was only friendly towards. She never knew her heart would be enthralled by his awkwardness, shyness and antisoci...
