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Two days later, I’m having classes again. I’m really tired of my studies and just wanted to stay at home. I woke up late and surely I will be marked tardy again. We’re also having a quiz on Chemistry and I never even flipped a page of my book to study. I went to school and walked to my classroom. I saw my classmates listening to our teacher.

When I was about to enter the room, my mind suddenly went blank.

I saw my teacher introducing to my classmates a girl that I thought is a new student that is going to be one of our classmates.

Her face was exactly the same as the robber I encountered 2 days ago. At first I thought, should I call the cops?

Then she looked at me and she read my mind that I was thinking of reporting to the police and her eyes told me that she is begging not to tell anyone what happened. Looking at her eyes, I decided not to tell anyone about the incident, not because she begged but it would be really not cool for my classmates to know that I was taken hostage by a girl.

“You’re late Mr. Zod, another transportation difficulty again?”

I didn’t respond right away. My mind was thinking all about the girl.

“Sorry ma’am. I woke up late.”

I went and sat to my chair at the back. I placed my bag to an empty chair next to my seat. I was thinking deeply of what the future will be if she was here. I thought that maybe she will also rob everyone in the classroom.  Maybe she will kill me because I have seen her face, or maybe she will secretly hide a bomb and kill us all in this room.

“Gail you can sit on the empty chair beside Ed.”

WTF????? And now she gets to sit beside me???? I really think she is planning on killing me. I am so sure that she has evil plans on her head.

“ Excuse me. Your bag is in my chair.”

“Oh. I forgot. Sorry.” I said. I grabbed my bag and put it at the back of my chair and she sat next to me. Her voice was exactly the same as the robber last 2 days ago. There’s no mistaking it. She really is the one.

“It’s been two days huh?” I told her.

“Shut up.” She told me.

“Looks like you’re still the same even knowing that I could end your life by going to the cops.” I told her.

I told her that so that I will have the upper hand; so that I can blackmail her anytime I want and so that maybe she would be nicer to me.

“Go report it to the cops. I don’t care. I begged you earlier not to tell anyone because I thought that I will learn something with my life here. Thinking that you’re going to be my classmate and going to be my seatmate, I think my life would be troublesome. So I don’t care anymore if you report it to the police. I never even wanted to study here in the first place.”

I can’t say anything after hearing that. Losing P1,000 is something big for me because we’re having trouble with money. I decided to report it to the cops but something keeps telling me not to go.

After hearing those words,I realized that there’s more to this girl than I ever thought.

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