Chapter 8 ~ You?

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   Amelia

      "Riiiiiingggg!"

      Finally, the boring lessons are over! I can go hone and catch up on my drama.

      "Amelia, ready to go?" Jae Eun called out.

      "Yep. Just let me pack my stuff..."

      "Sure. We'll be waiting outside," She informed me.

      "Okie. Will be right out."

      I quickly stashed everything into my backpack and swung it over my shoulder. Just as I wanted to walk out, a hand caught me by surprise.

      "What the..." My words trailed off as I identified the owner of the hand.

      "Erm...hey Amelia. I'm so sorry about my attitude today. It's just...I don't have many friends, well, I don't have any friends. So..."

     I smiled and eventually my controlled laugh came out. He was just too cute.

     "I'm so sorry....go on." I said in between giggles.

     "Well..the point is, I just want you to know I'm not ignoring you, that's all." He explained.

     So he wasn't ignoring me after all.

     "We're friends right?" I finally got to ask the question that was constantly pounding in my head.

     "I was gonna ask the same. Well, if you want to, sure. I mean I could use more friends myself. Speaking of which, wanna hang out again?" There was a gigantic confetti explosion inside me but kept my cool, not wanting to be obvious.

     I opened my mouth to agree but I realised that my friends were still waiting for me. Shoot.

     "Sure...just not today. I'm kinda leaving my friends hanging now and I'm scared they think that I'm dead." I chuckle to myself.

     I saw him pout and I swear, that was the cutest thing I've ever seen! Even more cute than a little puppy.

     "I'll see you tomorrow then. You won't ignore me again right?" I asked worried that the same thing would occur again tomorrow.

     "Of course not. I promise." He assured me.

     "Bye."

     "Bye..."

    I exited the classroom with a little skip in my steps. I finally found my two friends who seemed to know me too well.

     "I'm pretty sure packing 2 books and a pencil case doesn't take 20 minutes." Jae Eun said while grinning.

     "I..kinda lost my way?" I came up with an excuse that obviously didn't convince them.

     "Whatever you say. Just know that you'll be doing some explanation later on..." Jeanele said and hit my arm.

     "Can I text you instead? I've got a stack of homework that's as high as Mt. Everest." I exaggerated.

     "You better. If you don't I'll chase you down till the other side of the earth." I nodded vigorously as Jeanele's words made me shiver.

     "Text you later! Bye!" I waved as I started to walk away.

     As I walked by myself, I remembered dad's errand.

     "Ah..that's right. I need to buy groceries."

     Fortunately, the supermarket wasn't very far from where I was. I quickly walked to the supermarket to not waste any more time than I already did.

     I quickly rushed for the dairy section as soon as I stepped through the air-condition, blasting doors.

     You might not know but I'm kinda short and can't reach for things above 1.9 metres.

     I was reaching for my favourite strawberry milk but almost fell while attempting to do so. I gained my balance and tried the second time on the very tip of my toes. The tip of my fingers were almost touching the shelf it was on when a hand creeped up from behind me and took the carton I was aiming for.

     Out of shock, I stumbled backwards while turning to see the person and landed on something soft instead of the cold floor. It felt like a mattress but hard at the same time. Is that even possible?

     "You?!" The thing exclaimed.

     I slowly opened my eyes that were shut tightly and find....

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Halo peeps so sorry the update didn't come as I fast as it should have but life just keeps throwing obstacles at me😒.
I'll try to find the time to update again this week but if I don't the next one should be next week.
To those who support me all the way...TYSM!!!😘💕💕
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