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7 - White lies and Apologies accepted

Tuesday morning, Tuesday night came and went by.

Next came Wednesday, after that Thursday, and if I'm not mistaken, Friday morning arrived in what seemed like a few hundred years.

The week had gone by so slowly, I was really starting to feel myself age. I was still on the lookout for Liam as well as mentally thinking about how to apologise to him, without it sounding like a huge excuse. Although, other than that, during the week I got to know more about Mikaela.

You would think she was perfect with those golden blonde locks, goddess like face and pearly white teeth, but in reality, she really seemed like a normal, regular high school senior that had all the same trivial problems which both you and I deal with everyday.

I'd like to think that were were becoming really good friends. But, and yes, there's always, ALWAYS a but, she had, not to sound rude or anything, MAJOR jealousy problems and worry problems. Adding an example, to back up my perfectly good argument, ( I know, once a nerd, always a nerd, ) Only two days ago, she had a crush on a guy who took her out on one date. This guy, I'll name him Stephen, was pretty cute. He had soft brown eyes complemented with a bridge of light-coloured freckles, and to top it off, he was pretty built. Anyways, Stephen never called back after the date, and let me tell you, Mikaela sure went crazy.

No, not because he didn't call back, she was so worried that Stephen found another girl and replaced her, which in return, I said that would never happen. Little did I know, that's exactly what happened. *Queue the facepalm*

I just don't get how she can predict things so well. Well, hanging around with Mikaela was fun for the most part, although, let me just tell you one thing, do not get on her bad side. Do not. She will go crazy, a little bit like those cliched movies where there's a Queen B of the school, but I guess a little toned down.

It was first period at school, I had Advanced English, and oh boy do I love English. No sarcasm intended, because I truly did love English. I could set all my thoughts and opinions down on paper and no one could judge me because as the teachers always say, there is no right or wrong answer in anything.

Sorta, I agree...sorta.

Another great reason is because I know Liam also has this class, meaning I could finally talk to him and spill my apology who I've been stressing about for the past week. But you know what's even more crazy? Not the fact that this 'problem' I have with Liam has me stressing, but I have actually dreamed about this situation nearly every night, hoping it would go well. I guess now's the time to see if all that stress paid off.

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I sit down in my usual seat and wait impatiently for Liam to come. Seconds went by, and the Minutes, where the heckles is Liam, I mentally screamed out loud and before I knew it, my favourite subject ended, with noone to sit next to me, no creative writing excercises and certainly no Liam to talk to.

Ugh, why do I feel like the whole world is against me? Why can't anything happen like I want it to? Why?

"Why what?" I jerked my head up, not realising I had actually said that aloud but I came face to face with a very familiar face.

Nevermind, I take back EVERYTHING I said about the whole world against me. The gods are on my side again! Hallelujah!

"Liam!" I huffed out, trying to hide my gigantic smile forming on my face, "Gosh, I'm so glad you're here!"

"Yeah...so why what?" He asked, his head tilting to the side ever so gently. Aww, so adorable!

Wait. Adorable? Did I just say that? Usually it would be more on the lines of stupid, frustrating, annoying, but hmm...yeah, adorable, I'm not taking that back.

"Uh... nothing, just, why...why did I get such a bad score on my English test." in actual reality I got full marks, but he didn't have to know that.

"Oh, okay, I thought it was something serious." Liam dropped his head and remained quiet again, what happened? He's usually so full of energy, that I can't keep up.

Oh... Maybe I should apologise now.

"Er, Liam? So... so I'm sorry about that night, when I said I didn't know you, it...it just slipped out and I think it was because of the teenage hormones I was feeling that day, I mean, not saying I usually have ' out of wack' hormones, but in that moment, I accidentally blurted those words. So I'm really, really, REALLY,–"

"I get it, Isla. You're sorry." He chuckled and gave me a warm smile. "I'll forgive you, on one condition." Suddenly a small smirk appeared on his face, showing mystery. My English instincts kicked in, and if this were a story and I had to analyse, foreshadowing would be the perfect technique to use.

Oh gosh, " Yeah! Sure!" I think I answered that a little bit too enthusiastic than I would've liked, but nonetheless, I wanted my friend back, even if he was annoying.

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