Perfect Sense

CHAPTER 5.

Chapter 5: He does a pretty good braid.

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"And that's how suddenly everything became awkward"

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It was a bad idea. Asking him to braid my hair was a bad idea.

I feel my hair follicles crying to me, asking the torture to stop. He kept pulling it from different directions. Like jeez dude.

Finally after alot of ooh's and Oww's, he was done.

I felt my braid on my shoulder and I picked it up.

Huh, neat.

For real. I was astonished at his capability to do such a neat braid with the help of YouTube. I have done it all my life yet it was never this neat. I looked up to see him already staring down at me. I was seated on the rolling chair and he stood towering over me.

"Thank you" I smiled at him and he shrugged before walking around me and resuming his seat.

"I have a sister." Then why'd you need YouTube? Instead of questioning him, I stared him down. He sighed.

"So..... How is this supposed to work?" He asked me and I bit the insides of my cheeks, thinking.

I hadn't thought this through. I just wanted to irk him, that's it. It was a heat of a moment kind of thing. I did not know he'd accept it.

"So you will have to attend my lectures with me, for one." I said and he nodded.

"What if I also have classes at the same time?" He asked and I tilted my head slightly.

"Then.... I'll record it and you make my notes for me." I said and he sighed, rubbing his forehead. It's not like you are the reason of my current situation or anything.

"What else?" He asked while I thought.

My laundry..... Well I usually do every two days or so. Except when I am on my period, which is every day (the laundry I mean). But that's too much information for him.

"You have to set up my room every morning before school-" he groaned and I smirked. "-and clean it every weekend. Plus you have to cook for me or get me food since I can't fend for myself."

"How do you eat?" He questioned me and I shrugged, trying to keep my arm at its position.

"Spoon I guess. I haven't eaten anything since the incident so I don't really know." I replied and he stood up, dusting his sweats.

I must say, even though I have extreme dislike for the guy, he has a nice butt. Hahahaha. Oh my god. My mind is a meme world, I swear. Need to stop reading those Asian memes.

"Lets go" he said and I raised an eyebrow.

"Let's go eat Dumbo. You haven't eaten anything and I am pretty sure you are hungry." He said and I pouted slightly.

"Fine" I replied and stood up. I looked down at my clothes and let out a sigh. Geez.

When I woke up at the hospital, the doctor visited me and told me what happened. Apparently he had knocked me out and I fell on my right hand causing it to fracture. If I put pressure on it, it might cause complications. So I am prohibited to stress out my right hand. And in case if you missed it, I am a right handed person.