Miss Oblivious

CHAPTER 6

It was a normal day at school, I quickly scribbled down the notes as I hear Anne sitting down next to me with a low shriek. I looked at her with a confused look but still she's still pinching her sides like a weirdo. But I love weirdo friend, okay? I think this is one of her days wherein she would squeal like me. I guess today is different than the usual.

She banged her head on her table while her face is red as a tomato. I slapped her arm in annoyance, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing," she dreamily said but still squealing like a weirdo.

"Really, Anne?" I crossed my arms but still giving her chance to explain because I know she knows that I hate it when people doesn't answer my question and give them a silent treatment. I know it's such a childish act, but that's me, deal with it.

"Fine," she muttered. "Mycrushisgoingtohaveapracticewithuslater."

"What?" I don't understand her. Still, I am sensing something. "Bruh, don't eat your words. I don't understand what you said, you mofo."

She sighed in defeat as she held my hand and squeezed it. "My crush from the o-other school is going t-to have a practice w-with us later!"

I think she's referring to her ultimate crush of all her other crushes. It's weird how she still likes him when they rarely see each other like rarely. Even just a mention of his name, she starts to blush so much that you could see steam coming out from her head. This guy's tall as her. Yes, he's good looking and all but all he see to Anne is just his best friend. It sucks, I know. But I think there's something wrong with Anne because after all these one-sided attraction, heartbreaks that all she know, and the sacrifices she spent because of him but still, he hasn't appreciated it.

I know that Anne has so much insecurities about herself. She may look tough and all but she's an extreme softy. She's insecure with her appearance and her actions. She looks so low and pushes herself down just to pull other people up. She lets other people happy first before herself. Sad, really.

"Oh is that so? Cool." I replied without interest and continued scribbling down notes. I'm really happy for her and all that, but there are times that it gets too out of hand. Anne continued dreaming about her crush but sure, this is not any like her at all.

"Hey," I look toward the person speaking and it was Raziel. He looks awkward but I still shrugged it off. "I was just wondering..."

I look at him as if letting him continue. "I was just wondering if you could help me with something..." He trailed off. I raised my eyebrow but still helped him.

The next thing I knew, I'm now with him in a small vacant room. I backed down from the door and looked at him in horror. "Raziel, I-I can't do this. I-I'm still a virgin and I have no plans on doing 'it' yet! I'm still sixteen! I—"

"What?" he laughed at me with an amazed look on his face. "I'm not going to do anything I was just wondering if you could help decorate this room for the art club."

I covered my face in embarrassment. What the hell am I thinking? God, what have I done?! I—

"But if I were to choose, I'd do that with you." he murmured by himself. What?

"What were you saying?" I managed to speak, I couldn't hear him properly.

A blush coated his cheek up to his cheeks. It was cute. It was cute, okay?! Don't mess with me.

"Nothing! That was nothing," he muttered quickly, slightly raising his voice. He sloppily took the plastic bags that contained the materials of our supposed to be decorations. "Let's get started!"