"My AFS Love" (Under great construction)

Chapter 10 : Why,oh why, am I feeling this way?

This one is dedicated to theMarshmalowQueen for her inspiring comment that really made my day. Thank you for the support,Nadia. Anyways, back to the story.......:D

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I erased the thought as soon as we entered the room. Heavy silence replaced the loud chatters and noises that you could even hear a pin drop.

Michael coughed to grab their attention. Not that they weren't paying attention to us. It seemed like he wanted them to get out of their trance.

Mr. Hooligan seated behind his desk in fron of the class was somehow relieved that the loud chatters came to an end.

He was a man in the late 40's dressed up in a white long sleeve shirt with his tie hanging in a tight knot and black slacks that somehow hid the bulge of his stomach. His shaggy black hair was painted white on some areas and you could even already see the wrinkles etched across his face.

Well that's what he gets when teaching stubborn students and hooligans!!!!

He, hooligan, as in his family name. I laughed internally at the thought. I was snapped out of my reverie when Michael decided to speak up.

"Sorry we're late. It's just that I had to accompany her to the office to get her papers" He told Mr. Hooligan politely like the gentleman he is.

Mr. Holligan didn't seem bothered by it and waved it off, sending Michael a genuine smile.

"Mind introducing the beautiful lady by your side?" Mr. Hooligan told him

"A pleasant morning to all. This is Mitchell Rodriguez, our AFS exchange student." He told them with a grin on his handsome face.

Some muttered hello but some were just so busy checking me out or glaring at me to say it.

Mr. Hooligan stood up and took a hand out to me

" Oh,so you're the Filipino exchange student." He said with a friendly smile on his face.

I shook his hand as I subtly nodded.

"Well then sit with Michael here so you'll be-by the way, you wouldn't mind introducing more of yourself,right?" He asked with a fatherly gleam in his eyes.

The good girl I am, i shook my head no and waved my hands at my new classmates.

"He guys, I am Mitchell rodriguez, oh yeah, you already know that, I am the AFS exchange student, you also know that,how about I love color red, chocolates and I have a thing for Damon Salvatore in Vampire Diaries, you sure don't know that" I said enthusiastically, my confidence increasing as I felt Michael's eyes on me. 

Some girls squealed at the last part as some boys laughed at the latter. 

You sure can't please everyone.I remembered my mom telling me that when i'm down about my grades.

Michael suddenly grabbed my hand and tugged me to the vacant chairs on the third row. I can't help but notice the glares most of the girls gave me.

Well,Michael seems to be a heartthrob in this school.

He's not only a heartthrob but a responsible, smart gentleman too. I thought, dreamily but I was snapped back to reality when I heard whispers errupting like a volcano,releasing deadly comments.

"She's so fat. Why is Michael hanging out with her???"

"She's such a grade A slut!!!"

"Michael is mine, bitch!!!"

"Let's kill her later!!!"

"She seems friendly."

"Seems is a small word, maybe she's just like anyone else here,a total biotch!!!"

"I wanna be her friend"

"I wanna tap that!!!"

"She's  pretty, I wanna bang her."

"Dude, she's hotter than my skinny girlfriend."

Those were just some of the comments they made. My ears stopped listening when it reached to the point that I wanna vomit my guts out.

Well, did I say whispers??? I don't think they're called whispers when I heard them loud and clear,alright.

Michael seemed to notice my discomfort as he put his big,warm hand over my, small fidgeting one to comfort me but all it did was make the butterflies in my stomach create a huge havoc inside.

"Don't mind them. I'll take care of them later." His husky voice, so sincere and gentle brought a throbbing from my head down to my ovaries.

I felt my face heat up at his words and at my thoughts.

OMG!!! Why,oh why, am I feeling this way???

Oh, poor hormonal teenagers these days!!!

I chuckled nervously and got my hand out fo his hold which by the was was very sad.

i turned to him and with a little smile,I sincerely said " Thanks for everything,Michael."

A small part of my brain kept chanting to me that I was like saying goodbye to him and a small part of me agreed since I've realized one thing.

"To refrain myself rom getting hurt, i must distance away from Michael."

The last thing I knew when I turned to Mr. Hooligan at the start of his voice was sadness apparent in Michael's beautiful brown eyes.

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hey guys, so I promised to update today so here it is. It's quite short so I assure you that the next chapter will be longer

This one is still unedited so I apologize ahead for gramatical errors. I will edit the whole story when I have a free time as big as the universe,hahaha...xd.. or when the story is complete...

It's very sad, isn't it??? Mitchell is afraid to get hurt because she won't be staying in california forever and leaving a love one is like putting a bullet through your chest.

What do you think of Michael?? He's a sweetheart,isn't he???

Does he like Mitch too??Or just he sees her as a friend or  a sister???

We'll know that when the story somehow hits chapter 15 or something, hopefully!!! :D

Next chapter will be a funny romantic one, I assure you that!!!

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