The Third Wheel

The Third Wheel - Part 2

Sophie sighed. Her mathematics teacher, Mr. John Harper was explaining their last syllabus all over again for her fellow classmates. Well, mostly her FEMALE classmates. Little did their upbeat teacher know, it was all just an act to see him teach. He did not realize however, that whenever he starts to teach, his handsome face will be totally focused into it, that he seem to not be aware of his surroundings. That is why he never notice his female pupils stare at him dreamily. The boys did not mind, though, as long as he does not pester them with questions. Sophie usually just listen to his lectures, but today, she was not paying attention. Her mind was still remembering the event two days ago.

Two days ago…

“What were you both doing in here?” said Scott Kennedy, his handsome features slightly spoiled by his frown. “Yeah, what WERE we doing, Sophie?” ponderedJordanwith a mischievous grin. “Nothing. It’s none of your business anyway, Scott” Sophie said coolly, saying his name with a tone of loathe. “Ooh, harsh!” saidJordanas Scott’s face changed into shock. Sophie then nonchalantly walks away from the both men, Scott watching her,Jordanpouting his lips. She only took a few steps when suddenlyJordancalled her out: “Hey, I still haven’t got your number!” Scott snapped his head towardsJordan, his jaw opened slightly. She stiffened, and then stopped walking. Without looking back, she said, “Jordan Watson, I don’t ever recall giving you the permission to call me in a casual manner. Anyway, you already insulted me by saying the word ‘glad’ twice in a row. You may say I’m sensitive, well, excuse me, I certainly am. So, I refuse to be in the presence of an insensitive person like you, let alone go out with you. Goodbye”. She then continued to walk, faster this time, when suddenlyJordanyelled out: “I’m not giving up on you! Your heart will definitely be mine! Definitely, I tell you!”

Present…

Sophie shuddered. She remembered how shocked she was that she almost slam into a nearby rubbish bin. And when she momentarily turn her head towards their direction, she got a glimpse of Scott’s face. He was hurt… GAH!!! What am I thinking?! We have nothing to do with each other, so why am I so bothered by his expression?! Sophie let out a frustrated sigh, hoping to throw away her thoughts. “Sophie? Sophie Manuel! Earth to Sophie! S-O-P-H-I-E! Sophie! ” said Mr. Harper, while throwing his fist in the air as if he was a cheerleader with her pom-poms. Sophie looked up and unconsciously gave him a death glare. Mr. Harper snapped his mouth shut and start fiddling with his fingers like a maiden in love confessing to her loved one. “Uhm, Miss Manuel, I would like you to solve the problem that I wrote at the whiteboard. But if you can’t then I can just-” Sophie suddenly stood up. “Don’t worry, teacher. I can do it” she said. She calmly went up to the front and solved the problem smoothly. Everyone was in awe. When Sophie returned to her desk, she saw a balled up paper near her pencil case. She quickly shoves it in her pocket.

It was already lunch break. Unlike her fellow peers who were chatting away care freely, she calmly walked through the corridor while ignoring the dreamy stares that she got from her male counterparts. She stopped in front of the door written ‘Student Council Room’. She stepped in and saw that there were already presences in the room. Peter Summers, vice-president, stood up from his chair behind his desk. His younger sister, freshman and treasurer Jennifer Summers, did not look up, instead gave out a ‘hello’ as she look into the club’s money data.

Sophie let out a smile. “Where’s Ken?” she asked, referring to their secretary, freshman Ken Powell. “Knowing him, he must be dozing off somewhere” Peter answered flatly. Sophie let out a chuckle. “That sounds so like him. Oh, Peter, I want to inform you that out meeting will start an hour later than usual since I have urgent business” Sophie said, as she sat down on the sofa in front of Jennifer. “I understand. I will also inform Ken and Jenny for you. She may be here but-” he glanced at his sister “I guess she’s stressed out to hear what we are saying right now”. Sophie nodded in agreement. The door to the club room suddenly opened, surprising Sophie and Peter. “Ken? Is that you?” asked Sophie, with a disbelieving voice.

“Nope, sorry to disappoint, but it’s me! Your, well, boyfriend-to-be?” answeredJordan, holding up chocolate bread and a can of apple juice. “Sorry, it seems that your usual chocolate milk haven’t arrived yet, but at least I brought your second favourite drink!” he said cheerfully, putting the food on the table. Sophie was baffled. Seeing his president in that condition, Peter spoke up “How did you know her usual food? Even the brand is precise too!”Jordanlet out a chuckle, and puts his finger on his lips. “A birdie told me. A cute one” he replied cheekily. “Well, I’m going! Enjoy your lunch, and don’t overwork yourself!”.Jordanclosed the door and Peter turn to see his president’s face once more. He was shocked that her face has become cool again. “Chocolate milk hasn’t arrived? Hmph! Peter! I want you to go and call the company! We must not disappoint our fellow schoolmates!” ordered Sophie.

“Yes, president” answered Peter, completely forgetting the event that just unfold in front of him before. As Peter called the company, Sophie sat on her comfy swivel chair and turned to the window. She saw Jordan and Samuel playing football on the field. They were then joined by a bunch of seniors. She saw that Kimberly was sitting at a safe distance, cheering them on. She then studied Jordan. He was laughing merrily and even though he was sweating, he was still handsome. Hmm? What am I thinking? Did I just think he was handsome? No way! And anyway, is his smile fake or real? Must be real, his beloved is smiling at him. She opened her juice can and took a sip. By the way, how did he know that apple juice is my second favourite drink? I never told him anything! She studied the can. This brand is not well-known too! Which is a waste, but, how DID he know? What birdie was he talking about? Don’t tell me? When she looked up, she let out a gasp.

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