Chapter 6

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As much as you want this last year to be at least good, luck is not on your side unfortunately. Everyday, you need to keep an eye, afraid that Patrick might pop out of nowhere and attempts to make a move on you. Now don't get it wrong, Patrick is a nice guy and all. But still, you feel like being stalked by a creepy stalker. You are just not ready for this kind of relationship. And Patrick; he's very soft and gentle inside. You don't have the heart to simply turn him down.

To make it worse, Brendon is being more of a dick each day. Last week, he intentionally hit your arm – the one holding a bunch of books, and caused the books to scatter on the floor. The part that made you furious was when he shared a laugh with his group of losers, high-fiving each one of them. There was also this one time when you were walking home, and had to pass his group because they suddenly decided to hangout there by a tree near the school gate. This particular event actually made you cry as you reached home because they were saying bad things about you. Luckily, your super Mama came to the rescue, and brought you some hot cocoa to cheer you up and keep you comfy.

But today, you are back to your normal self-confidence. You are beaming with the spirit to finish off your high school with flying colours. Afterall, that is what your goal has been. So despite what to come and knock you down, you are ready to get back on your feet. It is a normal day just like any other. You are keeping your books in your locker and is about to go grab your lunch. F/n and your other friends are probably at your usual spot already. So you close your locker door and start to make your way there. When you are supposed to make a left, you force yourself to go right quickly as you see Patrick not so far from you. He didn't notice you yet. Lucky for you, there's a door to the store and without further thinking, you go inside, close the door, and hope that Patrick would be off to somewhere soon.

You know that it might take a few minutes in there so your hand goes around to find the switch to the only bulb in the store. Once you found and flick it on, much to your surprise, you are met with something out of your expectation. Brendon's face is only few centimeters away from yours, with a smirk on his face. In response to this, you let out a scream, but then got muffled by his hand on your mouth. "Quiet down, will ya?! Relax, gosh..." He whispers with a slight anger in his tone. You stood there awkwardly for a moment, trying to get your mind together. And when you suddenly snap back to reality, you speak, "Relax?? You expect me to relax?! You think it's normal to be surprised by some random idiot and must I add, in a frickin' store?!!" Your voice gets higher and higher as you spat at him.

"Sshhh!!" Now both his hands are on your mouth while he shushes you. Not cool with this, you put your hands on top of his and pull them away from you. "What the fuck, Brendon?! Don't you dare touch me!!!" Your loud voice doesn't help the situation both of you are currently in. Brendon is looking pissed now. He charges forward and have you pinned against the wall. The impact from colliding with the wall knock a bit of air out of you. Realizing that both your hands are within his grip, you feel helpless and fell silent. "Quiet." said Brendon. His eyes display seriousness. He looks so intimidating at the moment and you feel a bit scared but of course, you try your hard not to let him see that. 

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