the sick with tied knots

3

3rd period has gone by, I won't be seeing Tessa as much as I hoped I would. It's Thursday and the only time I've seen her is when the beam of sun shines right through my eyes every morning and when I'm about to sleep at night.

I've been praised a lot by my professors, this week. but that's only because they're trying to kiss ass, after finding out my mum's the headmistress and soon-to-be taking ownership of the university.

4th period, Professor Aguas' class. I sat at the back, right next to the window, so I can gaze upon the clouds and daydream, as he blabbers about whatever his topic is about.

"Can I borrow a pen?"I gently looked at the girl next to me, after she tapped me by the shoulder. It's the girl from the pizza place. I tried to keep a straight face, without looking surprised by her presence.

Her hair is tied in a double french braid. Her hair immediately caught my attention, i dont even know why. I avoided her gaze and took a pen in my pocket, then handed it to her. She let out a smile "Thank you" She mouthed. Professor Aguas is quite strict about lending our stuff to other people, I don't understand why he needs to mind other people's business, instead of his own.

"Miss Leigh,"

I looked at the guy infront of me. "Mind telling me why your attention is always towards the window, instead of my lecture?"He uttered, looking down on me. I swear to God, everyone disdainfully looks at me. "Just because you're the headmistress' daughter, doesn't mean you can be cocky whenever you please."

"You are still in a very prestigious university, honor this institute. This is not a place where you ca-"

I zoned out. I got bored. Although, I didn't keep my eyes off of him, He might yell at me. I might get overwhelmed.

"Time management-"Oh I heard a word. A guy wasting his time by lecturing me about my mistakes, as he stops mid lecture to scold me. Time management, eh? You are a walking irony, good sir.

A minute has passed and the Prof proceeds with his discussion.
"Um, sorry, I didn't hear a word he said, I was trying to figure out the pen you lent me"She showed me my pen. I chuckled.

I showed her how to use it, she was astounded by what I did with the pen. "That's so cool!"She said with full of enthusiasm, took the pen off of my hand and played with it.

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name"She said and looked at me.

"Diana"

"I'm Cris"

"-short for Cristy"she added. she beamed, as well as her eyes.

"Class dismissed" Prof Aguas said with a heavy sigh. He pushed his eyeglass back and went ahead of the class.

"Hey, I have my vacant for an hour or so. wanna hang-" she stops

She softly chuckled "what, is there something on my face?" she then cupped her face. I shook my head as a sign a 'no'

"Is that a no?" She sighed in disbelief. "No, I—"

She leaned over and stared directly to my eyes and tilted her head, waiting for my statement

I paused, I looked away. "I-I'm heading to my next class, s-so"

I stood up and grab my stuff to leave.

"Your next class is in??"She stood up as I did. "In half an hou—"She cuts me off. "That's plenty of time to grab a coffee!"She wore her sling bag and grabbed me by my arm to leave out of class.

We went to a coffee place, near the diner that I saw her working for. She gently placed a tray with our cups of coffee ontop of the said tray on the table. We sat opposite of eachother.

"I hope you don't mind, I let my friend come along"She was shouting. A voice of hers can never be compared to anyone. It's a voice that irritates me. It's something I wouldn't dream of hearing.

Her attention immediately turned  away from me. She waved at someone from my behind. "Speak of the devil" I hear her mumble

We said our hello's. The friend of hers that was coming along with us was named Blair. Blair was wearing glasses but wouldn't fit in to the stereotypical nerd look that everyone's familiar about.
They looked like bestfriends. They sat next to eachother, and nonstop talking was happening. Whilst I on the other hand, was drinking coffee and observing them.

They laugh at their own jokes. Cristy.. I feel weird saying her name. She covers her mouth when she laughs and her eyes slightly disappears. She's not attractive at all. But, why do I feel like puking when I see her—in a good way. I feel intimidated.

"Cri—"I couldn't continue what I was about to say, I felt stupid. "Hmm?"I feel her looking right at me.

"I have to go"I smiled as I got up. "Nice meeting you"I added

"See you later"I hear her say as I was out the door.

Fuckin shit. I ran through the hallway, Im 10 minutes late. My mum's advice was to never be late to anyone's class. They won't hesitate to give you shit. I raised my wrist to look at my watch as I was running.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck"I grunted. I feel my heart beating so fast, it can't contain my anxiousness. I feel like my whole body is about to have a meltdown. Bloods rushing through my veins, gasping for air, every particle of my bod—

I fell.