Duck Walks (ForthBeam Stories)

Insta's Hero (Part 2)

A/N: Thank you so much for reading this book. Greatly appreciate it! 

Story note: As I mentioned in my first story, I use "Face of the Campus" instead of "Moon of the Campus". There will be no mention of moons or stars or separate competitions for girls/boys. Gender equality. [It just so happens that Pha and Forth are 'boys', not my fault!]
This is my book. My rules. So, make peace with it. 

Main Pairing: Forth x Beam (as always!) 
Special Appearance: Hao Mei x KO (Love 020 Chinese drama) 
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BEAM's POV: 

Poke. 
I ignore it.

Another poke. 
I flip the book page. Ignore. Ignore.

Another another poke. 
God, seriously? I tilt my head and glare at the object of this nuisance. 

Yet, again, poke. Continuous pokes.
Finally, I close my book with a big thud. And, turn to my right in the direction where I feel the pressure. 

"KIT! I swear I will take the scalpel from anatomy toolkit and poke your finger out," I shout, gaining attention from surrounding kids... infact, the entire class and also the professor. 

"I understand you are excited with the aspect of holding a knife for the first time Baraame, but hold it on for the practicals, will you?" the professor says. 

"Sorry, sir," I mumble and kick Kit underneath the desk. 

"Oww," he shouts and the professor turns to look at him. 

"Any problem?" 
"No sir, none at all," he says and I sit back with a grin on my face. 

"Why would you hit me?" he whispers, tries to. 
I give him the are you seriously asking me why look and turn to face the professor. 

"Why?"
"Why?"
"Why?" 

"God! You are such a kid. If you don't stop, I am truly going to poke you." I dare him to go against me and being a kid with enough sense to pick out danger, he backs off. 

Poke. 
Poke. 
Poke. 
The poking game starts again as soon as the class ends and the professor is out. 

I know he isn't going to quit irritating me until he gets the response that he is looking for. 

"What is it?" 
"Why?" he asks again. 

I frown. "You kept poking me. Not cool, bro." 
"I am not talking about that..." he gives a dramatic stop and continues, "But, why?" He stares me down and it hits me. 

"Oh. That?" 
"Yes, that." He nods his head. 

I lay my head on the desk. "I just... I am not ready, yet. To meet this person...whose name is also Forth." 

"I know that there is a possibility that he wouldn't be the one I am looking forward to meeting. He might not even know about my Instagram account. He might not know... me. I am not ready to face that." 

I look into Kit's eyes, pleading. "Give me some more time, will you?" 

"And when will it be the right time, Beam? You have been avoiding Pha too because you know he will sniff something is off and you don't want him to do that. But, it has been 2 weeks now. And you still keep saying you aren't ready. If it's not the guy, you will at least know it is not him. You will be back to where you always were. Nothing to lose. Then why?" 

I put my head down, my bangs covering my face. "You don't understand. He isn't just some stranger to me... he is more than that, Kit," I try to explain to him.