Fallen But Unwithered

03. He's on my mind..

Love is nothing.
To be loved is something.
And to love and be loved is everything.

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Plexi's POV

"Miss plexurina Greene.. Could you please do the honour of concentrating in the class?"

I heard a loud laughter behind me. I didn't even realized that I had been scolded by Mr.Hugo, our botany teacher. And that I had stood up from my seat as if I was ready for marching with the British army.

"Uh..Oh..So, sorry sir. It won't happen next time." I said lowering  my head in complete disappointment.

"Okay, well concentrate on what I'm speaking and stop day-dreaming, all right? You may have your seat now."

I nodded in response.

Day-dreaming. Yeah! For holy God's sake!! I was thinking of him. Of how we met and how his name made me blush the previous day. I was now beginning to imagine my life with him. I thought about us, about us marrying, our children, then going to our relatives party.

Stupid..I mean yes, I was getting real stupid.

The lecture was done and I was heading towards the bathroom. Of course we had to climb down two storeys just to reach the bathroom and during those urgency moments all you could do to hold your pee, was to stay wherever you were and twist your small finger desperately, in hope of your urinary bladder understanding the fact that you can't go to the washroom at the moment.

As I was on my way, I saw my two teachers. I greeted them good morning with great enthusiasm not letting the smile go off my face. She was my social studies teacher and he was my English teacher. They were married to each other lately after realizing their love for each other even though they had been friends for almost a decade.

I really wished how Ronny and I would look like if we would take up the same occupations. What if we were teachers?? Oh! I would teach the students only about love, of how love always captivated us over everything. I would teach them about the different types of love in the world, love at first sight, love at a distance, love after being friends and and.. Whatever! I would even give them projects about writing a paragraph of whom they loved and whom they wanted to marry in their future. And then Ronny and me, we would me Miss love and Mr.love, the love teachers.
A giggle escaped my mouth. That just sounded so beautiful.
Yeah! We would be perfect..the perfect match.

Oh!  Did I just say perfect? About us? Me and Ronny? That dumbhead. He didn't even bother giving me a reply. Oh my God!  What has happened to me? I never dreamt of myself being so lame. Was I really talking of love? With him?
I don't know what I am speaking. I am just feeling so so crazy. I believe that my head is not under control. Not anymore.

"Huh! Where is the bathroom?" I panicked. I was on my way to the bathroom till now and now was unable to find it. I checked it to be ground floor. Oh freak! I was six storeys down my class!

"I don't know if this is some kind of mental trauma, that I am going through!! " I murmured to myself, hurrying up the stairs.

"And this is all because of you, bloody hell!!" I was cursing saying names to Ronny as I climbed the stairs over again. The classrooms whose doors were flung open must have considered me as a crazy idiot who had no work except lottering in the college building.

Argh!  I'm ruining myself.

I finally found the bathroom. I heaved a sigh of satisfaction and happiness as if I had found one of the treasure islands.

There, I peed and was now heading towards my classroom as fast as my legs could take me. That made me imagine it would be so easy if I were an athlete. It would make my life a lot easier.
Duh!  It would be much better if I hadn't thought about Ronny, in the first place.

I finally reached the door, and took a glance on my watch.
Oh freak! I am twenty minutes late!  I squeezed my nose through the small opening on the door, as if I were a pig with extraordinary olfactory abilities.  But unfortunately,  was thrown off with shock on the floor when I heard a shrieking voice yell,

"Do you think you could get inside peeping even when you are half the lecture late?"

Oh wasn't it mentioned earlier?. He was Mr. Evid, our chemistry teacher. He was the strictest teacher of all times.
Would there be anyone in the world worse than him?
You were not even allowed to drop a pen during his period let alone talk. And if you eyed anywhere except for your books, he would make you stand on your one leg with your hands stretched up straight parallel, the whole period and insult you so badly, you would prefer cockroaches for meal. One of my friends, Jerry left the college just because of that incident. I often felt that his name should have been EVIL and due to some default, it was kept EVID.

And since he just screamed out this loud, I knew this teacher EVIL would make a fuss about something so I used my brain and ran there on the spot, not really knowing about where to go.

I was running blindly just when I was suddenly caught between a hard thing. It had an aged smell and was wearing a grey cloth. I looked at the scene just before me.
Round and large.

I looked at it for about a minute, comprehending what it really was.

"May I know where are you hurrying to, miss??"

I was suddenly awoken by a hoarse voice, and I backed slowly, then raised my head up to look from where the words came from.

"Pr.. Princip-pal" I stammered as soon as I met his eye.
My hands felt sweaty and I knew my knees were trembling.

I know this is all because of you, you crazy. It was all because you were on my mind. Couldn't you just leave me alone??

Argh!!  And now I'm in trouble, but still thinking about you...

Save me!!

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