I am Yours - #IAMSEQUEL

CHAPTER 26: Not Yet Coming

# CHAPTER 26

Chloe's POV

I don't know why he's here but.. come on! I'm still not getting over with stress!

I'm here at the Library still reading the book I was reading this morning before the incident, where actually I've been bothered by this asshole.

"So you love Math huh?" He asked, no he's not asking coz it's so obvious. I rolled my eyes and went back to my book. "You know that my favorite subject is also math." He's sitting across me but still I felt I'm being harass by him by how he stares at me.

After what happened this morning, everything about planning to attend my next classes were amended.

But when this guy came, he's pushing me hard to change my plans and just attend my classes.

"Oh really?" I skeptically asked. "Coz seriously, I don't care." I don't want to be rude to him but after what he said to me the second time we met, he pushed me to the edge. He formed an 'o' and raised his both hand. "Seriously, what are you doing here, Pete?"

"Nice nickname." He grinned. I regret calling him that now. "Can I call you Chlo? You know. Chlo, Pete. ChloPete or PeteChlo." I cringed and glared at him. "Or PeChlo? No? It's sound gross. What about PeChloe?"

Gross.

SO GROSS.

I rolled my eyes. "Just answer me. What are you doing here? Are you even studying here?" I asked. I'm 101% sure not interested to him. I just wanna make sure he's not an intruder of Barden because he's making a scene.

Dude! Everyone is glaring at me like I'm doing a crime! And it's because of his weird hair!

I thought having a red hair is the weirdest but having a grey hair is the weirdest of weirdest hair!

"I'm Senior year here. Eventually, Matthew and I are classmates." He grinned.

"Transferee?" I asked. I wanna make sure.

"Yes." He winked.

"What are you doing in Beca's place?" Even I knew it I need to confirm it.

"I'm her father's friend. We're business partners." He smug grin. "Also a secret ally." He winked again before chuckling. "You know what? My hair is naturally grey. Is your hair really red?"

"Yeah." I simply answered.

"Oh. We're really meant for each other. Our kids will be grey-red mutation!"

"You meant a joke." I scoffed. "You know what? Just go. You're disturbing something." He let out a audible hissed.