Karma

Christmas

You know how I told you that students here at FAW had literally no break on holidays and such?

Well I'm being serious.

It was Christmas today and I'm freezing.
We were all not allowed to wear anything else besides our school uniform. No coat or anything.

Pretty shitty right?

I've never felt so powerless in this cold.
Well I mean, it's not like I lost my power since it can still be used like normal.
The only problem is that every time I speak, my teeth chatters. So unattractive.

But apparently James is literally walking hall to hall with a smile on his face.
Okay dude, I get that you like cold wintery shit.

And he's not walking hall to hall alone.
He's walking with Gary and I, so I'm seeing his face more often that I should be.

Gary kept sending him glares and then looking at me as if saying 'Are you sure you wanna be his friend again?"

I didn't know if I was sure or not, but the Steward back then would've forgave James for his stupid self.

James looked at me and laughed.

"I know I know, I'm freezing."
I said, and my teeth chattered afterwards immediately.

He nodded and placed his palms on my cheeks. I jumped up and smacked his hand away.
I'm practically an ice cube right now and he makes me goddamn colder.
"Bastard." I shoved him as I try to feel my numb face.

Gary stood at the other end, extending his arms to form a gun at James' head.
"I'll shoot you if you do that again." He spat.

James chuckled and kept walking.
This bastard.
Maybe I shouldn't have let him be my friend.
Maybe I should've lightning zapped him a thousand times.

All these thoughts were in my head when a girl bumped into me.
Thank god it wasn't Ena.

But this girl was a basic brunette looking girl.
Medium length hair kind of, and her face was flushed with a red-ish color.

Her 'friends' were about two meters away, and looked at us like we're romantic couples.
Is this what it's about?

The brunette girl spoke nervously. "H-hi my name is S-shelly.."

What kind of name is Shelly?
Oh well I can't be a hypocrite cause my name was Steward Poo before.

"I've had a c-crush on you ever since last y-year."

I've had a crush on myself since last year too.
Can't help it.

"A-and I wanted to—I mean if you're not busy then I—"

"I'm busy." I said.
Busy sleeping is what I wanted to say.

She closed her eyes for a moment and extended her arms above my head.
A mistletoe was held above us and I internally groaned so loud.

Where did that even come from? Was she holding that the entire time?

I looked at her and her ferociously red cheeks.
Her friends all clasped their hands together and sighed like they saw prince charming.

Meanwhile, I'm standing there wondering what I should do that would hurt their hearts the least.

Maybe I should apologize sincerely and say I'm not interested?
Or maybe pretend I have a girlfriend?