Chapter 2: So Many Questions

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When I saw him, my two feet fastly brought me to the girls dormitory. I didn't understand what was happening.

As I was lying down in my bed with my eyes focused on the ceiling, I slowly remembered the things that happened between us. (My past best friend)

5 years ago..............

I was sitting at the bench alone and was sad when a boy that had the same expression as me sat beside me.

He looked at me and I looked away.

" Hi there " he said.
" Hi too" I replied.

After I replied he sat a bit closer to me.

" What's your problem? We're you bullied? " He asked.

When he asked me I looked at his face and saw that he had a fresh bruise from his face. I think he was the one whose bullied.

"And why do you look like that? I think you we're punched.Hard. I think you were the one bullied." I told him.

He then covered his face with his palm and looked in the other side.

"Don't be shy. I wasn't bullied. I'm just sad that I have low grades in one of my test this periodical examination." Then I started sobbing.

He laughed. SO LOUD!!!!!!

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!! WHAT? Your sad because of that?! Oh Gosh I need a slap!!"

I got mad because of what he said and I........














I punched him hard! In the face!

Hey! No offense! I'm known as a great puncher in class!

He held his face tight and started to scream!

"Ooooooouuuuuuuucccccccchhhhhhhhhhh!!! THAT HURTS"

"That's what you get for bullying me! Dumb Ass!" I said.

"Though we just met and got in this situation, What is your name? What grade are you on?" I then said.

He removed his palm from his face and replied.

"Well my name is Rian Connor. I'm fifth grade of class 3." He says proudly!

Well no offense cause I chuckled.

He made a very grumpy face! Oh! He looks like the dwarf, Grumpy.

" Why you laughing? Are you judging me because I'm on third grade?"

Oopps! He read my mind! Well of course I should take revenge.

" Uhm, I just think that section doesn't even exist! Hahaahahahahahahhahaaa!!"

He went red then yelled.

"SHUUUUUUUTTTTT UUUUUUPPPPPPPP!!!!"

OH NO!

Then he spoke a minute later.

" Hey don't misunderstood. I'm also ashamed of what class I'm in! I really hate this school, but I still go here because of one person." He says almost tearing.

"Well who is that person?"

He sniffed then wiped his tear.

"It's. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  A SECRET!"He said jokingly.

I raised one brow.

The bell rang and every student went to each of their classes and I did as they did.

When school was done I went straight to the library to borrow a book for an assignment. I looked for it everywhere then at one spot, It took my attention and when I looked at the owner









it was













the boy I just met "Rian" I said quietly.

He was reading the book 'Percy Jackson and the Olympians' that book was my always wanted book! Uhhhh! Wish I could borrow it!

He closed the book and spoke.

"What a coincidence! Not that I'm judging but Why are you here. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . .. .Uhm, I didn't get your name! What's your name?"

"Well my name is Bianca Anderson. I'm on fourth grade, section 1."I told him.

He sat on a chair and he invited me to.

"As you say how are you here?"

Here we go again...

We talked so much but I never got to find the book I'm looking for. In a corner I saw a pile of books and BAAM! Their I found the book I was looking for I got it but the books fell and......................



























































A body was over me and protected me over the pile of books that fell. His body was above me and I'm lying in the floor. When I saw his face it was.















Rian Connor.

To be continued....

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