Madder than Hatter [Wattys2017].

_The perfect Crime!_

The fourth Act ~

• Kyle POV •

I walked through the glass door into the student welfare building; a huge two-story brick building that contained the canteen, student lounge, and counselor office.

I stood at the canteen door, scanning the room, it wasn't occupied as usual but it was a pain for the eyes like it always had been, the round tables covered in white cloth, the red rose in the vases, the polished wooden chairs with velvet cushions, all gleamed with annoying sparkles. Damn it! Food shouldn't be treated like this.

I grunted carrying myself toward the half circle island, different menus hanged on the wall behind it, all kind of cuisines around the world was served here, I sighed looking around for a familiar dish, normal one but big enough to shut up the birds in my stomach.

So, in the end, I chose a pepperoni pizza and meatballs spaghetti from the Italian section, in few minutes my order was ready!

Now  that is something I don't complain about!

I grinned at the lady serving the food so she gave me an awkward smile the kind of (why-is –this-creep-is-smiling) smile.

Once again I stopped in my tracks scanning the room, but this time I was looking for a familiar face, I don't like to eat alone it makes me feel sad for some unknown reason. My eyes fell on a white figure with red hair, using the robotic core in my corneas I made focusing adjustments putting my target between crosshairs lines, and darn I was right!

Of course, it was her!! The dark queen, Aka Mad the girl who burned me alive yesterday after my shameful fake confession. I felt my cheeks warming up but then I shook my head to the sides reminding myself that I am a 20-years old man, not some love-struck high school girl.

I released the captive CO2 in my lungs, then walked toward her, she sat crossing her legs, scribbling in a small notebook, she was wearing a white French dress with khaki boots looking as elegant as ever, I casually put my tray on the white-clothed table then glanced at her before shoving a mouthful from the spaghetti, devouring half of it.

"Aren't you supposed to be feeling embarrassed or awkward after your fancy confession and the instant rejection that you got yesterday?! ".

She asked in a neutral tone her eyes fixed on the notebook which seemed far more interesting than seeing me blushing or something.

*Why should I? I told you it was just a misunderstanding I don't have any kind of feelings toward you.* I retorted bluntly trying my best to seem normal and unfazed.

She arched an eyebrow, still focusing in her notebook, she replied in her British accent ...

"You don't sound very convincing to me!".

* Well believe what you want to believe young lady, but I don't think that there is a sane person out there, who will fall in love with a girl that despises his existence itself ! *

I exclaimed confidence lacing my voice, then I wrinkled my nose finishing with a shudder...

*Of course unless he is a creep or a masochist! * .

She laughed loudly, which made me automatically smile, this was the first time I heard her laughing genuinely and personally I think she should laugh more, happiness suits her better than her fancy dresses.

"Fine, I believe you for the time being." She stated with a smirk earning an arched eyebrow from me.

*Why only for the time being?!* I asked even though I already knew the answer.