7: THE HANG OUT

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Leo's POV

No one knew about my past. What I've done. What he's done. What she's done.

No one knew about my present. What I'm doing. What he's doing. What she's doing

No one knew about my future. What will I become. What will he become. What will she become.

No one knew. Admit it. NO ONE KNEW.

Did they see what happened?
Did they know what happened?
Did they involve in the 'what happened'?

Yes, they didn't.

But.....

Why were they judging me based on some blurry stories? Why were they making things up? Why were they spreading rumors about me when they basically knew nothing?

The thing that hurt me more was...
All of the things in blurry story, the made up things and rumors were true.

I didn't admit it to them because it's my biggest weakness. They would use it against me in everything. What's I've learnt in these 17 years were:

1. never showed your weakness
2.covered your weakness
3.use your strength instead

***

The neighborhood was peace without any hot gossip session by the old rich women on the streets that had nothing to do other than talking about me.

I bought a mansion in some rich street that consist of old people that sent most of their children to the Red Hill Academy. Yes, we did live in our room but I sneaked out to do my job. I lived with Terry Corway. He's my assistant, the one that I texted yesterday before that mystery yet gorgeous girl came into view.

Talking about the girl, she didn't get out of my mind last night. She's stuck in there. Unfortunately, I didn't know her name. Didn't concentrate when she introduced herself.

I got off my bike and made my way to the academy. This academy for me was very ridiculous. Why did you need to choose two groups? Why didn't you just study peacefully? This is ridiculous.

I walked along the hallway with a smirk playing on my face, hand inside my pocket, bag slung on just one shoulder to look cool.

Ladies and gentlemen, you got Leo Dominic.

I might be one hell of a mystery man in front of people, but actually, I loved talking to myself. A lot. It's a weird habit and no one knew about that.

I could see someone walking towards me and she's the girl from yesterday. Oh shit! What am I going to do?
Walk to another way?
Walk pass her?
Walk with so much cockiness like what I was doing?

I chose the D option. Stop walking.
She came nearer and nearer, and stopped in front of me.

"Let's hangout today, Dominic,"

The way my last name roll of her tongue was perfect like the name was specially made for her.

I was stunned actually by her suggestion. Hang out? Like hang out? Or the other hang out? Or this type of hang out?

I was confused, wanting her to continue but she just smirked at me and walked away. So, that's it? Nothing more? Just that? Oh, okay.

*****

I was now at lunch, busy texting Terry. He's got some news about my job that I really needed to know.

Then, some messages came up. It was from Ray.

Ray
Khaira would be joining us later after school to hangout.

Khaira? Who's she? Never heard of it? Did I know her? Just played along, Leo.

Me
Sure, why not

Good answer you got there, Leo. Good answer.

Peter
Hello there, Mr. IlovemyfishsoItakeitforawalk.

Me
Fu*k you Peter.

I cursed at him and put my phone back to my pocket.

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