Hi, I am Janette Rosebrown. A full time student. A Harry Potter and Shakespeare fanatic. Well.. not that much of a fanatic. More of a reading to fill up leisure time fanatic.
I'm not that heroically ambitious. I like making things seemed interesting when it's not. A hopeless romantic I assure you, and an eater. I'm not fit like all the other normal girls, you can say the same for an interest in sports.
I'm just.. Jannete.
"Do you want to grab lunch?", Clover patted my back grinning at me.
"Of course, why wouldn't I?", I raised my shoulders.
"Well yesterday, my best friend decided to not eat. She's on a cruel diet", Clover teases.
"These?", showing her the fruit salad that I planned to eat. "..are main courses. Merely healthy and a good diet",
"Are you sure you're not getting your favourite sweet savoury chicken teriyaki sandwich?",
I hate her.
"Hello there, Janette! I made your favourite!", the lunch lady giving me her wide smile that I could not possibly refuse her.
"Good afternoon Mrs. Dowly",
I sat on the front table. Lending Clover's bag and mine on the other side of it.
"Do you know our History teacher, Mr. Preston?",
"What about him?", I asked.
"There's an exhibition held here as part of the Shakespeare tour. All of its famous artifacts are being shown here. Isn't that exciting? Mr. Preston successfully managed to made it happen",
Shakespeare. A novelist. Romeo and Juliet. The Hamlet. All among his greatest writings.
"He had also asked me to be a volunteer for him and I had asked him to invite you also!",
Great. Not without discussing with me first.
"I love you Clover but this is not it. You need to at least tell me first", rolled my eyes.
"I know but this is once in a lifetime chance. You get to see it all in first hand", she moved her brows, effectively moving it up and down.
"If you're not satisfied with it, you can flick me to Mars",
I stared at her. "I plan to"
I cannot lie. I love that guy. What captivated him into writing so passionately? Isn't that what we would called as love? Tough love huh.
Sudden seconds later, a guy walked towards us. Of course I knew. He was someone important. To me the least.
White tall blue eyed guy. His smile were fetching. Like a beautiful bird. Flying through the air.
"Hi, Jannete is it?",
YOU ARE READING
Oh Boy, Shakespeare!
Short StoryThere's no other chances that everyone would have wanted than second chances..? but what if time travelling were to be a thing for this peculiar girl, Janette Rosebrown? From the thought she only wished to make her crush want her back but she arrive...
