I woke up and I did my morning routine. For some reason.. I decided to do some jogging this morning. It would probably help Amore as well. And yeah.. I took the beautiful creature outside for a walk. I hummed a song which I always loved. I ended up singing that humming. I woke up earlier that expected. I don't know why. I wonder why I'm called Kez. It's nothing near my real name. Keziah? Yeah maybe her. One of the most beautiful daughter of Job from the Bible is called Keziah.
It was almost time to go home. Maybe I should add jogging in my mornings. When I was heading home.. Timothy was as well. I guess he does jogging early in the morning. Come to think of it.. I always see him walk out of his big home. Probably for a morning exercise. And the first time I saw him.. he was sweating and he was wearing some sort of sports attire. Probably from his morning thingy. We were both jogging at the same speed at the same road. I just noticed this. Our attire almost match. Black and white.
"Look who's getting all sporty." He mocked while still jogging. I ignored him for some invalid and unknown reason. "Why are you ignoring me?" He asked as he held my arms causing me to stop. I simply shrugged. "That's not an answer." He stated seriously.
I know it's not an answer. But for some reason I smiply want to ignore you. "Let go." I whispered. It was suppose to be a command.
"No. I will not." He stated. "Now answer me." He commanded. I kept my silence. I was also avoiding eye contact. "Why are you ignoring me?" He asked again. I don't know. I honestly have no knowledge about my feelings. And I don't really care about them. (6:43 pm)
"Would you please let go." I pleaded. I let Amore go ahead. She knows the way home. I taught her how. I took a deep breath and struggled for a bit. But I know his attitude. The more I struggle the tighter his grip gets. He also kept his mouth shut. None of us was speaking. He was waiting for my answer and I don't want to answer.
He broke this little silence. "What did I do wrong?" He asked seriously, worriedly, sincerely and sadly. What? A girl is just ignoring him. Why would he be so concerned about that? Weird.
I once again tried to flick his hands off. Darn it! This guy is strong. "Timothy Ravens I'm going to be late." I informed him with anger.
"I guess we have to skip classes together." He stated. What!?! "Stop ignoring me." He said. I was still silent. But my blood is boiling.
"You have a girlfriend right?" I asked. Why would he pick on me if he had the old, ugly hag? I don't know. But... but.. a punch meets my face before I felt the swelling. "What the!!" I exclaimed. Britney!! You!!
She pulled my hair and slapped me across my face. It was swelling again. She threw me into a tree while still on hold of my hair. I screamed in pain. Timothy was just watching. With an emotionless face. She forced my face against the tree and I was bleeding. I was seriously bleeding. What she's doing is simply unforgivable!! She was going to slap me again. But I was able to slap her hard across the face.
"Now you don't have to apply blush." I stated as I pull myself together. She held her face in astonishment and anger. But I didn't care. I rushed to Timothy and punched him hard. "Now you guys are a perfect match." I stated. I whispered something to Timothy before I left. "Discipline your girlfriend a little bit." I ended with cold eyes and a death glare. Then I eventually left. Red cheek couple.
I was late for my class. My red cheeks have reduced their swelling because I cut some of the flesh to reduce it. I cured it afterwards. Now I have a scratch rather than a red lump on my cheek. Darn them!! "Miss Jewel!! Why are you late!?!" Miss Naggle asked madly. I showed her my cut and she seems to understand. (7:7 am)
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