Made For You [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Feels Like World War III

Please read the author's note at the end of the chapter. Enjoy.

"I can't find a reason why life introduced me to you. But that's not the question. Question is: How life knew I needed a lovely one like you?"
Quote from SMS Messages Collection.

Julia's POV

Where in this god forsaken school is my partner?

That sounds funny.

I have been standing at my locker for some while now. Its lunch period.

We were supposed to meet with Miss Wren in her office before heading to the theatre room for more rehearsals. Since it's Monday, we need to set our priorities right.

He's not going to ditch me for some girl.

Hell no, just that thought makes me cringe.

It's no big thing for a handsome face like him.

They hook up with different girls everyday. That's what they do.

Thinking about that gives me the goose bumps.

It's so frustrating.

Though, most times, Richard is always with the guys.

Or me...

Because we virtually have all our classes together and he's my partner. Just add that.

I can't even say I hate being stuck with him, or maybe I love being around him.

Every time we together, it is like he is out to get me to talk, smile and laugh.

Like a mission or something like that.
One thing he doesn't know is that, any time we are at a close proximity, there is always this feeling, like butterflies been freed from a long term captivity, or my stomach churns with overwhelming ecstasy and things like that.

I can't mention it all.

And for some days now, we've been getting along really well.

I'm so done for. I can't run away from him, neither can I any longer bare being with him almost every damn time.

God help me.

In those few days, I've got to meet the really playful Richard. The cool one, the crazy one, the arrogant, cocky, rude, observant one.

The list keeps going and I don't know if there are more surprises.

It's just few weeks. I mean, we met about two- going to three weeks now.

Everyone of my brothers like him. Even Mum went all familiar with him when he and the rest of the guys came around at weekend and as usual, I and the girls had our girls night.

Since the very first time he was at my house on Thursday, Johnson has been talking about how he is "The real dude." I try to imitate his voice in my head.

The only people he is yet to meet is Jonathan and Dad. They've been away in Canada for a business trip. About a week and they should be back by evening.

Can't wait to-

"Oops, look who's thinking," a tiny shrieky voice pierced my thought from behind. I swear, I know that voice.

There are two Annabelle's in this school. One is shy, in my class. While the other-

Well, the other one is my worst nightmare. Always hunting me, even in my sleep-

"Been a while, Miss not so great," her voice held mockery.

-And that's the one talking to me. I turned steadily to meet her. No doubt her Lilly and Susanne are right behind her, all caked up, in their tight, skimpy clothes. Following each other like long lost puppies.