Hi! this is my first story so don't expect too much from me. Sorry for some errors ;)
PROLOGUE:
You know the feeling when everything about LOVE life, you seemed so CLUELESS?
Yes, you can define it through words as a strong affection for another arising out of kinship or personal ties, or any definitions you want. But, in reality, deep inside you, you still don’t get it.
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Well, Ravi and Timothy will soon find out.
CHAPTER 1: WWW? (WHAT? WHY? WHAT?)
<RAVI’S POV>
Today’s the start of the month August. Whew, time flies so fast! I wonder what will happen to me for the next two years; will I still remain alone even in senior years? Yes, I am a loner. I have no friends. I have NOTHING! Just kidding, Of course I have my family and I’m contented with it. Let me introduce myself first to you, I am Francesca Vien Martin, you don’t know me and I don’t know you so just stop this cowsheet and read other books! You’re just going to waste your time. LOL, I’m kidding, just tell the author to just end this nonsense introduction and just continue the story, Okay?
I am not popular but just a commoner so I’m wondering why there’s a sudden change in the atmosphere. As I’m walking through the corridor, I felt that all eyes are on me. I felt a little conscious of how I looked so I ran as quickly as possible to the nearest restroom. I took a glance at the mirror and was shocked to see that there’s---there’s---there’s, Oh hell yeah! There’s NOTHING I’ve seen different from myself. “Argg, maybe I’m just hallucinating or something’!” I groaned in exasperation and when I’m about to leave, a grade 7 student immediately stopped me from opening the door.
“Hi! I’m a grade 7 student and I’m just here to ask if you are Ravi, from grade 10?” She chirped and looked at me as if I’m a goddess.
“Ugh, unfortunately… Umm... Yeah... Why? I mean, what’s the problem?” I asked while wondering how she even knew me.
