The Deception Game

11: Go to class, they said. It'll be fun they said.

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Carry on reading and I am SO SORRY!!

I will look at it in the morning.

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So, you see my response was awesome. It was sarcastic with a little pinch of sexiness, acerbic, fluttering and hinting for the things to come in future.

Ignorance.

I turned around, focusing back on my two friends sitting in front of me without acknowledging the fact that the hottest male specie I've ever seen, might just have greeted me.

I wasn't lying when I said, I was hinting for the things to come. Silence and cluelessness.

No way in hell was I going to reply to his greeting. Hell no.

"So how was practice, Ivy?" I asked like the interruption two seconds before hadn't happened at all.

Mute, that's what she responded me with. Muteness and open mouth, that is.

I got up from my seat, bending on the table, I closed both my friend's mouths which were just hanging there.

Around us, there was silence for a few seconds after the greeting Arsen gave but then they continued talking. They carried on like nothing had happened. Obviously, they did.

"What the fuck, Alora?! If I had a flight in a private plane with that hot piece, I would've jumped his bones before even boarding!" Birch was the first one to break out of shock as he squealed, stealing glances at Arsen who'd now moved to talk to his friends like he hadn't said hi to me half a minute ago.

I was grateful for it. So utterly grateful.

Ivy smacked him over his head. Quite hard actually. 

I don't think she forgot what happened in morning.

"Ow, why'd you do that?" Birch rubbed his head to subdue the pain, glaring at Ivy.

"Shut up. We've got bigger issues here."

"Oh yea, like what? How your mind's too dense. Sorry, babe we can't change God's work."

Like I said, Birch has absolutely no clue when not to push the buttons of the person who can end him with one screech from her throat.

Instead of creating Diner incident 2.0, Ivy closed her eyes and softly counted till 10.

Birch tends to have that kind of effect on people. Counting till 10, I mean.

She completely ignored him and turned to me.

"Alora! That was rude. He said hi and you completely ignored him."

I looked up at her, baffled.

"So What? Hey, he could've been calling someone else with the same name while looking at me. Who knows how interactions take place in his world and since when do you take his side?"

She frowned.

I frowned back.

Her frown turned to a scowl.

I scowled back.

"You should go and say sorry."

I snorted.

"Like hell I'll go to him and apologize. I ignored him for a reason. I can't and don't want to acknowledge his assholic personality."