The hidden sentence

1st month: How about a game?

The sun rose wounderfully , drawing a brilliant sunbeams in the shinning red horizon of a quiet city. In that early morning, most of the citizens were awaken, taking their breakfast and preparing for a new day.

Emma Clary, an eighteen years old teenager, beautiful, sweet, with an amazing soft and long hair and a green glittering eyes , woke up lazily that morning. She let her bed, walked to the bathroom and washed her face. She was so cute, so blond, she had a golden hair and a medium height.

It was just an instant when she felt something... something strange about that day , like if that day was abnormal or special or.... Oh wait ! It wasn't a special day ... just the second day of school.

She wore her clothes, took her school bag and left her chamber. While she was taking the breakfast with her family , her younger brother Tom put his fingers through her pancakes and ran away . Emma yelled at him cruelly and stopped eating while her mom was trying to calm her down and her dad was just watching and laughing. Emma would kill anyone who touches her food with their hands, she just get disgusted, and Tom knows this well !

She left the house, the morning was astonishing , and the sky was absolutely stupefying . Emma could never choose a better morning, she was happy to meet her friends again, she had a lot . Emma was a sociable girl and extrovert, but she only had one issue : she wouldn't give any boy the opportunity to get near to her or to love her. Simply because she had one main rule in her life : « All the boys are a bunch of assholes, all boys are the same, liars and assholes » .

But eventhough, she was a girl at the end, she wished someone who would love her truly, not lie to her, not cheat on her, make her smile even if she doesn't want to, hug her and wipe her tears when no one else would while she's crying, be by her side everytime she needs him... she wished a man , a lover, who would make her feel safe, tell her how pretty she is, how lovely her radiant eyes are... she wished a man, a perfect man who would do whatever she desires ! However, does this fabulous kind of boys exist these days ? ... Absolutely... fucking... not !

The bus arrived, Emma entered the school and went toward her friends , she greeted Rose first, a short girl with a brown hair and a fair skin who smiles all the time like a fucking Cinderella toy, then she greeted Rose's boyfriend Paul, or « the tree » as everyone calls him, he was so tall and longer twice than Rose, he had a huge wavy hair and a small beard.

All the three walked to their classroom, in their way, Emma greeted an army of friends most of them boys. They entered the class, the nattering was everywhere, the happy screams of the girls were heard from outside . Emma made to a group of students and sat with them. In a few minutes later, the teacher came in , the silence spread slowly around the class. He was fat and short like a teddy bear , he seemed like he had no damn neck. After he greeted them, he started his lesson in a boring silence. Sunddenly, while he was writing on the board, someone knocked at the door and entered the class. It was a student, tall, neither fat nor skinny.

« Hurry up son ! you're late. » said the teacher.

The student closed the door, he could feel the whole class staring at him.

« He's new ! » whispered Rose to Emma.

«he's cute !» replied Emma.

The student sought an empty seat, he walked toward Emma and sat behind her . He had a blue eyes, Emma couldn't wait to see them again, he also had a fair fresh skin and a black soft hair that slides above his shoulders.

The bell rang, almost all the students were out, Emma took her school bag and stood . When she stepped forward, the new student behind her moved forward too and involuntarily pushed her with his shoulder.