I was always been the girl who sits alone, eats her typical hamburger, fries and bottle of coke. Thinking about school works, class projects, group activities, exams, short quizzes and other school-related works.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not that real nerd you read at other stories. Nope, not at bit. I just wear my bold pair of glasses. That's all.
Well again, I just do school. Nothing more.
As I was sitting alone in a big old table sitting beside with no one, everything changes when my best friend came.
The whole cafeteria burns up by her loud voice whenever she arrives. She was more like the opposite me. She's beautiful, loud, cheerful, and friendly and also claims as one of the most top students in school. She's just to perfect to be my "best friend". I don't even remember how we became friends.
She then tells me about him. Yes him. The "him" I used to like. To be more specific, the "him" I almost fell in love with.
She really likes him though.
And I like him too.
I just stared at my bitten hamburger, thinking all about what I did that seems to be so wrong which came up to be the moments I am experiencing right at this time.
Am I regretting things?
My pondering popped when she called my name. I eyed at her direction.
I then heard her whisper which seems to be said for me. "She's at it again." she whispered.
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She's At It Again
KurzgeschichtenThey were at the edge of falling of the cliff. Few inches away apart from doing it. They got too close already, but she's at it again.
