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Today's news

First the headline

Alice got admitted.

Now in detail,

She was having a massive Pain in her tummy or appendix or whatever that thing is and I had to call a taxi again and get her admitted.

I didn't felt boared or something , I just felt little worried about her and also about me. I mean I am taking lots of leaves and the school principal won't leave me alone, he would send a message to my great-friendly-dad . Great isn't it?

So much for helping some one.

Now I am here looking at the mirror in the washroom of the hospital in which Alice is admitted, splashing cold water on my face to keep me sober.  I remember how she looked in these past few days. She was tired and pale. Can appendicitis make a person pale?

She looked exactly like a zombie.  Okay sorry girl but I really felt it.

I wonder why she didn't told me about this ? I went out from the bathroom and took a turn left . Maybe she didn't wanted me to get worried. I thought  And then I realised that I am standing in front of someone else's room.

Wait what?

#Hypnotising green eyes

#Fucking jaws

#A really hot guy

I just couldn't say anything. I felt numb because I just said a guy hot? I mean I never have ever said things like that . How did that happend?

I concentrated on his eyes which is captivating. I loved it to be honest and then I realised that he was also starring at me. After some seconds which felt like a hour he asked,

"Can I help you?"

He fucking asked, I mean he asked me whether he can help me. I thought he would get mad because of me getting into his personal space, but he didn't .  It's been three weeks  and I didn't saw a boy talking to me like that. And then I saw his body, there was lot of cuts on his chest and my curious eyes fall into the side of his body.

I blinked my eyes for some times because I couldn't see his right arm.

Giving me a cold laugh at my astonished face he said"oh! Right I don't have a right arm".

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