cellphone // p.j.m.

22

we got to school about 5 minutes before the bell rang to get to class. on the way there, we stopped by a small bakery and each got our breakfasts. our hands are still glued together... not that i mind.
he dropped me off at my class before kissing me on the forehead, and bidding goodbye.
i turned around only to find eunha and her minions behind her.
she smiled a phony smile. "you guys are so cute together!!! it's like watching 5th graders date. ah, so pg. much unlike us when we used to date. but don't fret. he probably finds you too childlike to consider doing the things he did with me."
is she insinuating what i think she is?
i rolled my eyes, replying. "well, if you feel the need to go around bragging about it, shows that you're not as ladylike as you think you are. what we do is none of your business, so you should stop before i rip out those cheap ass hair extensions of yours." i smiled back at her.
"and now if your petty ass will excuse me, i have a class to attend." i walked off, flipping my hair as i went.
mission accomplished.