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CHEN MEI XING
tuesday, the day following monday. i felt something nuzzle against my leg. i rub my eyes, squinting at the object.
it was pandora. i named the female husky last night, i thought i should've stopped calling it, it. time to get ready, i guess.
i walked out of my room and walked to the kitchen. nobody was in the house at this hour, my parents left early for work. i decided to skip breakfast and to take a shower.
fifteen minutes later i was all ready for school. i made sure to open my room door so that pandora could walk around the house.
i grabbed a granola bar on my way out. as i was halfway close to the school, i remembered that i forgot my earbuds. i groan, turning around but i stop my tracks as i see justin behind me, waving.
i forget all about my earbuds and speed walked all the way to school. "mei! xing! wait! up!" he says in between pants, taking quick breaks before trying to catch me.
i see the gate to the school and i quickly enter, hiding behind a thick tree. apparently the tree wasn't as thick as i saw it to be and he quickly found me.
"i see you." he walks towards my tree. i facepalm and slump down onto the grass, exhausted. he sits down next to me, legs laid out.
"go away." i said lazily.
"no." he winks at me playfully.
i push him away from me, too tired to deal with his bullshit. it's amazing how comfortable he is with me even if we just met yesterday.
"whatcha doing?" he peeks at my phone. i pull my phone away from him, glaring.
"research." i retort, scooting away from him. i proceed to lean on the tree but i fall onto the grass, hitting my back and my head.
the aching feeling in my head didn't seem to go away even as i walked to class. thank gosh that justin and i weren't in any classes together. but there was lunch, i swear if that headache comes back because of him.
i walk towards the back of the classroom before mr. yang calls me over. i sigh defeatedly, trudging over to him whilst dragging my bag onto the ground.
"i would like you to sit in the front row for this lesson and if you sit there and behave, i will allow you to sit in this seat for the rest of the school year." he said, using hand motions.
"i don't want to sit here, though. my seat is in the back, so if you will excuse me." i began to walk towards the back but mr. yang grabs my shoulder.
