Such a dumb ass.
I sit in the deans office waiting for the bell to ring for School to end. I suggested to stay in the deans office for the rest of school since I was not in the mood for anymore of Helga's stupid schemes.
Helga is so freaking...I don't know. She gets on my nerves.
"Arik."
A voice echoed in the small conference room filled with 4 or 5 delinquents.
I raise my hand causally and roll my eyes as she looks at me with a stupid gaze.
"You can go now." She shoos me off and pointed to the door.
I grab my stuff and run out the door as the bell sounded off.
The hallway was packed. I scoffed and pushed and shoved a few short people out of my way.
"Hey watch it!" A random boy shouts.
I wasn't paying attention at all to the people cursing at me or whatever. I was just totally off that moment.
I exit the front entrance and circle around the back. I spot a familiar blonde. I walk a bit closer to see her face.
Helga.
"Arik." She stops and faces me.
"Im sure as hell that im gonna get you back!" I say with a challenging smirk. She doesn't look at me but at the sidewalk longingly.
I hit her arm playfully. She looks up at me.
"Sorry."
Her eyes looked so clear and her skin so crisp and real. She looks just like her. Allot. But she isn't.
I lean closer. She stares at me wide-eyed.
"Yeah, whatever..." I look away from her.
Something pulled my shirt collar and her blue ocean eyes appeared. Our faces inches apart.
"Your so Stupid!!! Look at me." Her words breaking.
I try to form words but my mouth doesn't move.
"I--" she shudders in embarrassment, covering her face with her other hand, still grabbing my shirt collar.
" I like you." She whispers.
Her hand release my shirt and falls down in defeat.
My heart was beating so fast it hurt like hell...
I couldn't think...
I didn't want to....
"Helga..."
She looks up at me, her eyes foggy and distant.
"I"
"Love Hilda." I said in all seriousness.
She didn't say anything at first. She kept looking down at the concrete ground.
"Hel--"
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