School ended-- I had to leave Ellijah and Collette together since it was only 5% my fault; I'm admitting it.
Reading some reference on the way home. It's dangerous I know, but if I walk slowly, I'm sure I won't run into accidents.
BUMP.
Something heavy fell, and the victim was very angry.
"That's dangerous! You should look where you're going!"
"Sorry, it wasn't--" Then I saw the face. A girl? Or a boy? I can't tell. When I glanced at the bottom, it got pants and a 'twinkie,' but damn he's short for a guy. He is like 165cm or less, and more than that, he got a girlie face.
"Hey."
He hit me with his umbrella, and his tone changed-- like a delinquent. "It is rude to stare at other people's faces like that. Don't just stand and stare, pick those up and follow me," he said with an intimidating voice. And I followed him without question.
What are you doing, Shaine Knight?! You shouldn't be talking to strangers! More or less, follow them!
DUH! DO YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THAT?! I KNEW THIS IS CRAP! I CAN HIT THIS MAN RIGHT AWAY, AND GO 'HIT AND RUN'! BUT I MIGHT BE EXPELLED THIS TIME, SO OUT OF THE QUESTION.
"You're so young yet so slow. It's hard to believe a good-looking man like you is actually good at fighting. Hurry up or I'll be leaving you. I don't care if you get lost," he was sarcastic.
"So, you got get care of your stuff then."
'I'm a genius in being mean!'
Did you see the look on his face?! He was humiliated! In your face! But I hated the fact he looked like a girl that got her panties seen by a dude!
Come on...! I ain't happy 'bout it--- Wait--- How did this dude knows that I'm good at fighting???
He hit me again, but this time, it felt more like a tap.
"You're too young," he smiled (which is wrong.) "You must be stressed out or overworking yourself with your studies since you are a senior, a lot of people does that. But youngsters like you should take it easy and relax."
"You kinda remind me of my Paps..." It felt it amusing and nostalgic somehow, "But calling me a youngster, aren't you young yourself?"
"How old are you?" He asked.
"Seventeen..," I answered.
"Then I'm really older than you," he twirled and started walking backward. "I'm already eighteen and I'm turning nineteen on May, isn't it wonderful?" He smiled just like a girl.
"It is...umm..." Don't know his name, I smiled to hide it but he sighed on me.
"I'm Sidney Rose, Shaine Knight. You don't need to feel guilty not knowing since we haven't officially introduced ourselves. However, you should better respect those who are older than you." He warmly smiled, but his personality suddenly changed. When did the delinquent turned to a nagging parent then became a nice maiden? What a weird transformation?
"Sure, but may I ask? Where are we going, Sidney?" I applied politeness.
"Don't worry, we're almost there," He answered. And then we arrived at a no-kidding bar. Sugarcoating will not work since it literally looks like a shady bar where nocturnal people hangouts and drinks like crazy. No freaking kidding. There is no way I'm going in there with an R-18 signed all writing on its face!
Sidney suddenly smiled and took his box from me.
"Wait here, okay? It will end quickly," he smiled brightly, then entered the bar room.
Then I prayed to Heaven for his safe returned, and also... that he is not a drinking-addict gangster...!
Heavens...
Please, here my prayers...!
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Being Next to You
RomantizmI've always like him since middle school. I see him in the library where I often read. He reads mysteries, fantasies, cook books and sometimes literatures. He doesn't know about much me and so do l. I only admire him from a far and that's the end of...
